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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 229 | 2025-06-02 19:53:10 | 75.94 | 97% |
| 163 | 2025-05-28 14:41:06 | 67.96 | 96% |
| 99 | 2025-05-23 17:07:33 | 68.98 | 97.7% |