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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1211 | 2025-01-06 18:13:11 | 73.79 | 95.6% |
| 429 | 2024-10-09 07:36:50 | 65.30 | 94.8% |
| 257 | 2024-09-29 17:58:41 | 68.01 | 94.4% |