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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8739 | 2025-01-04 13:41:50 | 96.56 | 96.3% |
| 5502 | 2024-03-16 00:20:09 | 98.22 | 96.8% |