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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1821 | 2023-08-18 21:44:55 | 80.16 | 98% |
695 | 2021-04-28 21:48:24 | 75.14 | 98% |