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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21786 | 2024-04-21 14:44:44 | 78.19 | 96.8% |
| 21167 | 2024-01-06 16:59:53 | 80.60 | 97.1% |