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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3172 | 2024-04-27 15:24:19 | 68.20 | 95% |
| 2613 | 2024-04-08 13:14:41 | 63.20 | 94% |
| 979 | 2024-01-12 15:23:33 | 61.40 | 96.8% |