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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 169 | 2024-02-26 14:41:48 | 49.19 | 95.1% |
| 70 | 2024-02-23 12:24:39 | 52.18 | 96.8% |