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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 292 | 2024-10-21 11:21:06 | 68.04 | 95.6% |
| 223 | 2024-10-06 15:09:50 | 63.29 | 96.6% |
| 106 | 2024-09-18 03:20:47 | 65.66 | 96.6% |