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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 617 | 2025-01-18 13:41:55 | 68.89 | 96% |
| 426 | 2024-10-20 21:35:45 | 59.24 | 95.2% |
| 312 | 2024-09-23 20:07:58 | 54.67 | 94.3% |