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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3953 | 2024-08-24 14:51:58 | 81.88 | 97.3% |
| 1871 | 2024-03-20 11:23:24 | 88.39 | 98% |
| 1832 | 2024-03-17 12:43:41 | 82.24 | 95% |