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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 831 | 2025-06-04 21:37:08 | 74.83 | 95.8% |
| 689 | 2025-04-18 16:32:57 | 69.09 | 95.9% |
| 156 | 2024-04-27 15:08:41 | 56.97 | 95.7% |
| 20 | 2024-04-06 14:18:57 | 55.85 | 94.4% |