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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1453 | 2025-07-25 15:57:45 | 67.13 | 96% |
| 562 | 2025-06-25 03:38:56 | 53.64 | 94% |
| 528 | 2025-06-24 11:17:56 | 55.74 | 95% |
| 343 | 2025-06-19 07:38:15 | 62.05 | 96% |
| 278 | 2025-06-17 11:21:07 | 57.06 | 96% |