She may be the beauty or the beast. May be the famine or the feast. May turn each day into a heaven or a hell. She may be the mirror of my dream, a smile reflected in a stream. She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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8080 | 2022-09-14 14:13:07 | 102.92 | 97% |
348 | 2018-09-02 08:33:50 | 97.14 | 98% |