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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1841 | 2021-05-03 13:59:49 | 75.55 | 98% |
| 1299 | 2021-02-24 11:32:58 | 73.53 | 97.6% |
| 445 | 2021-02-06 07:18:13 | 46.43 | 96% |