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 |
---|---|---|---|
8848 | 2020-05-08 13:10:44 | 133.28 | 99% |
4879 | 2019-07-03 14:58:21 | 107.12 | 98% |
4394 | 2019-06-27 12:24:35 | 113.07 | 99% |