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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1189 | 2025-09-02 17:11:14 | 80.52 | 97% |
| 904 | 2025-08-10 06:27:10 | 79.50 | 98% |
| 188 | 2024-03-31 19:13:30 | 59.19 | 96.1% |
| 87 | 2024-03-23 07:26:25 | 51.65 | 94.5% |