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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 445 | 2025-03-24 13:01:43 | 71.63 | 96.4% |
| 394 | 2025-03-23 04:31:58 | 69.63 | 95.9% |
| 174 | 2025-03-18 08:21:45 | 67.07 | 95.6% |
| 87 | 2025-03-17 06:42:59 | 68.70 | 96.3% |
| 36 | 2025-03-16 10:51:46 | 66.55 | 96.1% |