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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22741 | 2019-11-27 19:03:04 | 53.99 | 95% |
| 20147 | 2019-10-25 16:23:07 | 57.07 | 95% |
| 20017 | 2019-10-23 16:50:06 | 60.38 | 93% |
| 11528 | 2019-04-16 09:26:24 | 53.04 | 95% |
| 8415 | 2019-03-21 13:00:02 | 48.08 | 95% |
| 8147 | 2019-03-19 15:26:57 | 61.52 | 95% |
| 7605 | 2019-03-14 15:21:22 | 61.54 | 96% |
| 4682 | 2019-01-26 07:54:10 | 53.03 | 95% |
| 168 | 2018-11-11 04:57:09 | 57.46 | 97% |