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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6701 | 2023-03-19 11:46:26 | 99.83 | 98% |
2115 | 2019-03-17 20:25:34 | 72.08 | 96% |