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 |
---|---|---|---|
37698 | 2018-06-15 16:32:16 | 69.09 | 98% |
32361 | 2017-09-07 18:42:05 | 74.66 | 98% |
31722 | 2017-09-04 19:19:28 | 60.99 | 95% |
31411 | 2017-09-02 17:43:36 | 63.36 | 98% |