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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1116 | 2024-01-21 14:07:29 | 65.11 | 97.7% |
| 1081 | 2024-01-21 08:32:02 | 68.69 | 98.9% |