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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52155 | 2023-04-30 10:41:29 | 142.25 | 98% |
| 50087 | 2022-06-17 11:22:27 | 145.13 | 97% |
| 48162 | 2022-03-16 09:54:39 | 150.23 | 99% |
| 44515 | 2021-12-07 09:21:42 | 127.43 | 96% |