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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11407 | 2024-05-08 23:48:18 | 83.78 | 98% |
| 4470 | 2021-07-17 14:05:37 | 72.69 | 98% |
| 4298 | 2021-02-13 16:02:31 | 71.84 | 98.5% |
| 953 | 2020-06-05 11:41:42 | 73.09 | 98% |