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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7309 | 2025-04-10 04:03:33 | 81.13 | 98.4% |
| 6941 | 2024-07-09 08:56:43 | 77.17 | 97.2% |