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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2203 | 2025-02-07 18:25:21 | 73.71 | 97.7% |
| 1824 | 2023-12-19 19:14:01 | 77.76 | 97.2% |
| 1802 | 2023-12-13 14:14:38 | 61.59 | 95.8% |