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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3860 | 2022-05-23 19:26:17 | 81.09 | 98% |
3643 | 2022-03-30 02:03:00 | 80.47 | 99% |
3204 | 2021-06-02 00:41:33 | 76.98 | 98% |