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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3641 | 2025-06-21 09:21:28 | 87.83 | 97% |
| 3636 | 2025-06-04 10:14:37 | 85.82 | 97% |
| 3595 | 2025-04-27 22:15:07 | 89.78 | 98% |
| 2593 | 2024-03-30 03:32:49 | 86.12 | 97.5% |