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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6018 | 2024-03-14 00:33:44 | 73.84 | 96.1% |
| 4251 | 2024-01-21 18:50:07 | 55.10 | 95.6% |