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 |
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6668 | 2021-11-25 13:22:03 | 88.99 | 96% |
5975 | 2021-10-04 19:06:42 | 101.67 | 99% |