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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2054 | 2025-01-31 19:19:10 | 70.50 | 94.4% |
| 984 | 2024-06-11 14:37:37 | 72.93 | 97.2% |
| 2 | 2024-01-19 20:02:20 | 51.86 | 94.2% |