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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6043 | 2023-06-19 08:09:27 | 60.37 | 95.4% |
| 4665 | 2023-01-27 13:56:30 | 57.70 | 95% |
| 4509 | 2023-01-18 01:15:18 | 56.58 | 96% |