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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9607 | 2023-06-28 08:03:05 | 80.92 | 95.1% |
| 9406 | 2023-06-21 12:09:16 | 83.17 | 95.7% |
| 3101 | 2022-12-25 10:48:21 | 51.69 | 92% |