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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10895 | 2018-03-13 08:07:53 | 36.74 | 93% |
| 9367 | 2017-07-25 13:51:08 | 48.46 | 95% |
| 8635 | 2017-06-23 10:47:16 | 49.37 | 97% |
| 7414 | 2017-05-04 09:39:54 | 42.59 | 92% |
| 6110 | 2017-02-24 10:16:15 | 43.69 | 93% |
| 5075 | 2017-01-09 11:40:07 | 38.69 | 90% |
| 3668 | 2016-11-07 09:29:19 | 37.52 | 93% |
| 2358 | 2016-09-07 09:04:58 | 32.44 | 93% |