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 |
---|---|---|---|
19498 | 2019-03-28 00:52:18 | 73.36 | 97% |
18413 | 2019-02-18 23:59:02 | 73.99 | 97% |
15328 | 2017-06-09 04:35:34 | 61.90 | 95% |
12973 | 2016-11-24 19:09:37 | 68.05 | 90% |
12552 | 2016-10-17 01:09:15 | 75.66 | 93% |