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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 53 | 2025-05-21 01:03:13 | 52.70 | 95.5% |
| 36 | 2025-05-18 19:55:13 | 58.06 | 95.6% |
| 30 | 2025-05-18 19:23:33 | 49.47 | 94% |