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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 148 | 2024-01-15 01:46:47 | 68.30 | 97.2% |
| 97 | 2024-01-12 12:02:26 | 59.51 | 95.5% |
| 92 | 2024-01-12 11:55:47 | 59.01 | 95% |