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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 421 | 2023-05-10 13:30:37 | 31.34 | 96% |
| 242 | 2023-04-29 14:07:31 | 22.89 | 94% |