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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21474 | 2024-12-31 03:01:43 | 116.07 | 98.7% |
| 18133 | 2024-09-10 23:46:16 | 110.71 | 98.7% |
| 17310 | 2024-08-02 01:25:12 | 111.68 | 98.2% |