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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1512 | 2024-01-19 23:25:44 | 68.12 | 96.9% |
| 1507 | 2024-01-19 16:43:22 | 59.71 | 94.6% |
| 1084 | 2024-01-06 20:50:33 | 57.35 | 95.3% |
| 1076 | 2024-01-06 07:10:38 | 63.92 | 97.3% |