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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2243 | 2019-11-21 12:09:03 | 65.55 | 97% |
| 1769 | 2019-10-26 09:15:06 | 64.81 | 96% |
| 43 | 2019-09-07 13:01:50 | 49.71 | 97% |