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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4271 | 2021-09-09 03:14:15 | 54.13 | 97% |
| 3643 | 2021-05-10 02:07:03 | 51.96 | 95% |
| 1079 | 2020-08-20 08:29:30 | 42.22 | 93% |