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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7589 | 2017-06-08 03:16:21 | 58.81 | 95% |
| 7408 | 2017-05-19 21:14:53 | 61.95 | 92% |
| 5166 | 2016-10-21 06:23:44 | 64.95 | 94% |