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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1589 | 2023-09-03 17:07:53 | 59.13 | 96% |
393 | 2023-03-29 09:34:41 | 49.25 | 94% |