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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17331 | 2021-01-23 04:40:33 | 94.22 | 98% |
14824 | 2019-10-02 00:31:29 | 99.83 | 99% |
9458 | 2019-03-20 23:40:39 | 99.26 | 99% |