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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8813 | 2025-01-26 13:19:24 | 88.75 | 97.8% |
| 8012 | 2024-06-01 07:54:25 | 85.91 | 97% |
| 6472 | 2024-01-28 08:24:52 | 77.47 | 96.9% |