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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3263 | 2025-01-04 23:23:32 | 53.85 | 96.8% |
| 3059 | 2024-03-14 06:27:37 | 45.87 | 95.4% |