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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18146 | 2021-01-04 02:13:47 | 108.76 | 97% |
| 12546 | 2020-06-25 06:33:58 | 99.74 | 97% |
| 7143 | 2019-07-30 01:03:35 | 84.04 | 97% |