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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3716 | 2022-09-12 16:57:25 | 68.10 | 97% |
| 806 | 2018-02-09 13:19:12 | 43.16 | 93% |