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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13763 | 2025-06-03 16:34:25 | 107.35 | 98% |
| 13278 | 2025-01-15 11:56:33 | 93.23 | 96.2% |
| 8890 | 2024-03-27 21:52:22 | 93.56 | 95.1% |