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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2574 | 2022-09-12 20:27:49 | 100.77 | 98% |
| 1215 | 2021-03-18 19:14:22 | 100.99 | 96% |