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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 452 | 2024-05-08 23:26:05 | 59.22 | 95.6% |
| 344 | 2024-02-20 17:47:20 | 60.01 | 95.5% |