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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3696 | 2022-01-24 22:03:33 | 96.31 | 98% |
| 3079 | 2021-03-12 22:35:43 | 93.89 | 99% |