Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2827 | 2023-10-28 23:45:34 | 72.66 | 98.2% |
| 1795 | 2023-10-04 04:10:53 | 69.89 | 97.5% |
| 1339 | 2023-09-25 22:26:06 | 72.79 | 97.7% |