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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3386 | 2021-01-04 06:20:20 | 119.88 | 97% |
2557 | 2020-07-06 00:22:30 | 114.78 | 98% |
1355 | 2018-06-06 00:33:14 | 88.31 | 94% |