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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2017-01-29 22:28:44 | 43.78 | 86% |
| 1739 | 2016-12-13 23:12:59 | 36.20 | 84% |
| 1259 | 2016-11-23 02:10:56 | 35.48 | 81% |
| 770 | 2016-10-01 17:40:43 | 37.40 | 89% |
| 728 | 2016-09-28 09:11:43 | 34.08 | 83% |