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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1574 | 2025-11-28 06:29:07 | 74.76 | 97% |
| 1410 | 2025-10-01 08:42:24 | 107.06 | 98% |
| 31 | 2024-04-09 13:57:43 | 74.75 | 98% |