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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14775 | 2024-07-07 00:02:30 | 72.15 | 95.1% |
| 14677 | 2024-04-27 10:32:24 | 77.85 | 95.5% |