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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6814 | 2024-01-12 09:58:26 | 93.40 | 98.4% |
5306 | 2023-11-10 13:51:04 | 86.77 | 97.2% |