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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1582 | 2025-04-05 16:59:52 | 73.33 | 95.8% |
| 1563 | 2025-04-04 20:17:57 | 69.09 | 95.5% |
| 259 | 2024-06-28 15:29:42 | 58.63 | 94.5% |
| 147 | 2024-01-27 19:00:28 | 62.40 | 96.1% |