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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11557 | 2023-01-23 13:34:51 | 65.30 | 94% |
| 10261 | 2022-12-02 12:48:29 | 70.06 | 95% |
| 8554 | 2022-07-23 20:58:53 | 56.77 | 93% |