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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3153 | 2024-07-11 02:45:00 | 79.88 | 95.7% |
| 1831 | 2024-02-29 15:28:22 | 81.14 | 96% |
| 1507 | 2024-01-12 06:59:06 | 89.86 | 97.3% |