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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1145 | 2022-05-28 07:08:00 | 100.69 | 98% |
758 | 2021-09-20 13:57:51 | 82.60 | 96% |