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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3896 | 2017-11-05 20:48:47 | 66.21 | 95% |
| 1849 | 2017-01-29 19:41:52 | 71.65 | 88% |
| 1810 | 2017-01-21 01:20:29 | 67.13 | 89% |
| 1657 | 2016-12-28 09:34:06 | 64.17 | 92% |
| 1401 | 2016-12-09 19:04:39 | 70.52 | 86% |