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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4113 | 2023-05-09 02:14:21 | 71.61 | 98% |
| 1851 | 2020-07-13 21:52:38 | 57.02 | 96% |
| 1685 | 2020-05-10 21:41:21 | 59.21 | 95% |