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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7925 | 2022-10-28 16:46:58 | 172.29 | 99% |
91 | 2020-11-17 15:55:45 | 139.12 | 97% |