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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12845 | 2017-03-08 22:17:56 | 96.81 | 100% |
| 12708 | 2017-03-05 21:45:21 | 87.06 | 97% |
| 12533 | 2017-02-28 03:20:28 | 71.11 | 90% |