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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2006 | 2023-06-11 16:26:24 | 84.62 | 97% |
| 685 | 2023-01-08 15:21:38 | 81.55 | 97% |