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 |
---|---|---|---|
9747 | 2025-05-20 16:07:16 | 107.72 | 98% |
7179 | 2024-11-17 08:38:26 | 107.65 | 97% |
6601 | 2024-10-26 09:04:37 | 112.31 | 97.9% |
6224 | 2024-10-12 08:17:33 | 92.45 | 95.7% |
4758 | 2024-08-04 13:39:43 | 94.18 | 96.4% |
3486 | 2024-06-08 03:29:25 | 106.28 | 97% |