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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36880 | 2025-03-30 06:58:52 | 45.51 | 95.9% |
| 36773 | 2024-08-11 06:50:50 | 48.89 | 97.2% |
| 36717 | 2024-04-14 14:35:36 | 44.21 | 96.4% |