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 |
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5100 | 2024-03-28 04:54:01 | 57.53 | 98% |
4612 | 2024-01-02 01:18:38 | 51.37 | 96.8% |