It had been a rough day, so when I walked into the party I was very chalant, despite my efforts to appear gruntled and consolate. I was furling my wieldy umbrella for the coat check when I saw her standing alone in a corner. She was a descript person, a woman in a state of total array. Her hair was kempt, her clothing shevelled, and she moved in a gainly way.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5890 | 2024-01-26 04:53:38 | 69.36 | 95.6% |
| 5858 | 2024-01-24 10:11:10 | 70.69 | 97.3% |