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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 577 | 2023-10-03 02:35:27 | 81.26 | 97.5% |
| 219 | 2022-01-07 10:40:21 | 60.41 | 96% |