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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1308 | 2025-04-26 13:41:42 | 45.46 | 95% |
| 1301 | 2025-04-26 13:03:18 | 52.01 | 97% |
| 725 | 2025-04-18 05:29:04 | 47.84 | 95% |
| 605 | 2025-04-15 17:59:09 | 42.19 | 93% |