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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1383 | 2024-07-23 22:10:56 | 69.59 | 96.3% |
| 1198 | 2024-06-29 00:15:17 | 71.49 | 97.3% |
| 197 | 2024-02-22 22:40:15 | 65.96 | 98% |