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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3647 | 2019-02-08 21:59:13 | 48.70 | 95% |
| 2630 | 2017-11-13 04:06:35 | 59.04 | 95% |
| 1756 | 2017-06-08 14:58:40 | 41.24 | 93% |