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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2615 | 2024-02-01 18:48:48 | 83.94 | 97.1% |
| 1864 | 2023-12-08 16:51:18 | 90.58 | 96.7% |