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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18173 | 2024-02-27 05:42:23 | 62.42 | 97.3% |
| 17405 | 2024-01-30 10:04:42 | 67.06 | 96.5% |
| 17212 | 2024-01-23 13:46:14 | 63.12 | 96.3% |