It had been a rough day, so when I walked into the party I was very chalant, despite my efforts to appear gruntled and consolate. I was furling my wieldy umbrella for the coat check when I saw her standing alone in a corner. She was a descript person, a woman in a state of total array. Her hair was kempt, her clothing shevelled, and she moved in a gainly way.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1550 | 2025-02-19 09:55:01 | 58.99 | 94.9% |
| 731 | 2024-03-13 17:25:27 | 53.11 | 95.7% |
| 361 | 2024-02-27 20:02:16 | 45.57 | 95.4% |