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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2326 | 2025-05-29 10:17:26 | 74.32 | 98% |
| 1625 | 2024-05-09 04:07:12 | 74.37 | 97.5% |
| 1443 | 2024-04-17 12:00:14 | 66.26 | 96.9% |