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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14452 | 2024-04-03 12:24:03 | 81.72 | 96.1% |
| 13974 | 2024-01-15 05:26:43 | 79.27 | 96.9% |