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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3542 | 2023-11-02 04:30:54 | 65.10 | 97.9% |
| 212 | 2023-04-24 10:38:20 | 38.37 | 97% |