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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 774 | 2025-04-19 11:41:43 | 45.58 | 95% |
| 610 | 2024-08-30 16:03:33 | 48.84 | 93% |
| 421 | 2024-06-09 11:50:46 | 39.56 | 94% |