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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 659 | 2025-04-15 15:16:01 | 55.83 | 96% |
| 630 | 2024-12-05 10:45:28 | 50.92 | 94.8% |
| 139 | 2024-09-18 03:19:56 | 44.43 | 95% |