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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3080 | 2019-02-18 10:53:04 | 91.28 | 99% |
| 2869 | 2018-09-19 13:12:09 | 79.23 | 97% |
| 266 | 2018-08-23 11:54:25 | 81.91 | 98% |