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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4168 | 2022-11-28 04:47:55 | 56.24 | 95% |
| 3604 | 2022-11-04 03:56:53 | 58.18 | 96% |
| 841 | 2022-07-06 07:22:46 | 45.55 | 95% |
| 768 | 2022-07-03 06:10:38 | 47.11 | 96% |