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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 303 | 2024-10-16 01:44:07 | 92.53 | 95.9% |
| 218 | 2023-10-30 01:52:34 | 89.41 | 97.9% |