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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4994 | 2020-05-23 21:50:02 | 122.42 | 98% |
3297 | 2019-06-27 08:59:19 | 91.79 | 96% |
2405 | 2018-12-17 17:23:48 | 106.49 | 97% |