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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4827 | 2023-07-21 15:26:58 | 101.43 | 97% |
2371 | 2022-11-08 16:35:26 | 76.71 | 95% |