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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1400 | 2022-01-18 05:52:51 | 153.27 | 98% |
| 649 | 2021-11-12 19:28:31 | 156.96 | 100% |
| 197 | 2021-10-16 00:02:56 | 151.95 | 97% |