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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10749 | 2024-01-16 21:06:04 | 83.56 | 99.5% |
| 10707 | 2024-01-15 20:05:12 | 70.96 | 97.1% |
| 10570 | 2024-01-10 14:04:28 | 79.29 | 98.9% |