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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1775 | 2025-07-12 03:28:32 | 71.33 | 97% |
| 1319 | 2025-06-21 11:42:00 | 79.92 | 97% |
| 907 | 2025-06-12 06:14:00 | 63.61 | 95% |
| 529 | 2025-06-06 07:05:11 | 66.43 | 96% |