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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11136 | 2020-03-03 04:46:33 | 102.66 | 98% |
6722 | 2019-09-13 02:42:41 | 105.66 | 98% |
5068 | 2018-01-11 01:51:42 | 86.15 | 98% |