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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2748 | 2022-02-25 10:05:55 | 55.75 | 96% |
| 1930 | 2021-07-01 04:11:25 | 73.09 | 98% |