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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3615 | 2023-03-07 10:53:27 | 116.22 | 100% |
| 3413 | 2023-02-24 12:52:44 | 97.79 | 100% |