Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5961 | 2022-03-30 06:24:07 | 178.93 | 99% |
| 4710 | 2022-01-23 04:47:42 | 172.93 | 98% |
| 4222 | 2021-12-07 09:21:31 | 187.95 | 98% |
| 3097 | 2021-11-14 10:15:44 | 171.90 | 98% |