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 |
---|---|---|---|
2878 | 2017-12-29 20:06:46 | 77.64 | 98% |
1521 | 2017-11-17 15:43:01 | 78.44 | 98% |
1057 | 2017-11-05 05:07:50 | 76.29 | 97% |
377 | 2017-09-10 12:11:59 | 63.34 | 97% |