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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12641 | 2024-03-26 13:00:54 | 70.74 | 96.7% |
| 12513 | 2024-03-14 22:30:55 | 78.20 | 98.7% |