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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7128 | 2017-06-12 18:35:05 | 55.34 | 96% |
| 7048 | 2017-06-07 00:00:18 | 54.96 | 95% |
| 6482 | 2017-05-14 13:45:48 | 53.06 | 92% |
| 3724 | 2016-12-29 20:16:56 | 49.07 | 93% |
| 3639 | 2016-12-25 16:28:30 | 40.55 | 86% |
| 3128 | 2016-12-12 15:55:33 | 40.23 | 86% |
| 1068 | 2016-10-18 19:39:22 | 29.35 | 84% |