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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3163 | 2024-03-24 16:42:52 | 100.82 | 98.7% |
| 1389 | 2024-01-19 13:45:19 | 96.42 | 98.7% |
| 486 | 2024-01-01 12:13:08 | 65.63 | 95.7% |