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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6497 | 2024-12-31 17:21:48 | 70.32 | 97.2% |
| 6181 | 2024-12-15 13:21:18 | 64.37 | 96.4% |