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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4951 | 2023-02-01 12:12:31 | 63.35 | 98% |
| 2902 | 2022-09-08 11:18:50 | 49.41 | 98% |
| 1408 | 2022-06-11 12:01:02 | 51.87 | 97% |
| 36 | 2022-03-17 18:19:19 | 54.61 | 98% |