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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1998 | 2022-01-23 17:14:40 | 90.53 | 97% |
| 535 | 2020-10-31 15:32:13 | 65.59 | 94% |