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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2318 | 2017-09-22 08:05:52 | 42.37 | 97% |
| 1373 | 2017-05-06 08:12:35 | 36.40 | 89% |
| 625 | 2017-02-25 05:41:37 | 29.43 | 92% |
| 464 | 2017-02-11 15:47:07 | 31.11 | 95% |