Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27892 | 2023-06-09 20:22:31 | 92.91 | 97% |
| 27571 | 2022-09-30 01:08:17 | 93.16 | 97% |
| 27253 | 2022-07-06 18:34:05 | 93.83 | 96% |