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 |
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5495 | 2024-03-11 20:14:58 | 63.74 | 96.1% |
5373 | 2024-03-04 14:38:59 | 61.46 | 95% |