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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35075 | 2025-05-09 21:24:24 | 115.42 | 98% |
| 32960 | 2025-04-08 16:45:38 | 103.07 | 98% |
| 27745 | 2024-04-30 20:14:46 | 97.35 | 97.4% |
| 26912 | 2024-04-18 12:06:56 | 103.34 | 97.5% |