Friday morning Qwilleran sat at his typewriter and stared at the row of keys that spelled q-w-e-r-t-y-u-i-o-p. He hated that word, qwertyuiop; it meant that he was stymied, that he should be writing brilliant copy, and that he hadn't an idea in his head.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10234 | 2018-05-11 03:59:21 | 49.70 | 97% |
| 1269 | 2017-07-26 04:49:38 | 37.37 | 95% |
| 251 | 2017-07-16 16:06:07 | 36.85 | 94% |