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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 622 | 2022-12-10 00:37:11 | 50.23 | 93% |
| 338 | 2022-09-25 01:20:49 | 63.49 | 98% |
| 332 | 2022-09-24 22:07:50 | 66.89 | 98% |