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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743 | 2023-05-10 10:09:54 | 78.58 | 98% |
435 | 2023-04-06 05:28:51 | 73.02 | 97% |