Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6075 | 2022-07-10 13:39:30 | 84.90 | 96% |
| 4799 | 2022-04-17 15:05:39 | 76.83 | 96% |
| 4408 | 2022-03-29 16:08:57 | 76.78 | 95% |
| 758 | 2022-01-14 01:31:36 | 70.53 | 96% |