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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2148 | 2024-08-29 19:55:53 | 59.86 | 97.2% |
| 2092 | 2024-07-10 08:19:30 | 58.02 | 97.7% |