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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7007 | 2025-07-19 00:28:18 | 77.96 | 95% |
| 6944 | 2025-07-15 15:51:17 | 83.10 | 97% |
| 5131 | 2025-03-31 13:23:19 | 77.19 | 95% |
| 3216 | 2025-01-16 14:13:00 | 86.27 | 96% |