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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4964 | 2025-05-12 14:58:31 | 144.22 | 97.1% |
| 1995 | 2024-05-14 19:33:46 | 148.75 | 99% |
| 924 | 2024-04-03 02:07:29 | 157.17 | 99.5% |