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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32951 | 2025-10-22 16:38:17 | 96.46 | 99% |
| 26202 | 2025-02-13 12:15:16 | 100.55 | 99% |
| 24550 | 2024-10-27 10:27:28 | 96.47 | 98.5% |
| 23089 | 2024-07-07 11:40:42 | 98.45 | 97.7% |