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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 845 | 2024-10-21 17:29:28 | 45.95 | 97.5% |
| 672 | 2024-09-30 14:49:50 | 47.91 | 97.4% |
| 437 | 2024-07-15 06:58:47 | 42.23 | 96.5% |