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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 982 | 2025-01-15 06:39:50 | 86.68 | 97% |
| 446 | 2024-12-26 00:50:35 | 70.31 | 96.6% |
| 338 | 2024-12-25 19:43:58 | 84.88 | 97.1% |