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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2274 | 2017-08-13 15:35:59 | 70.25 | 95% |
| 1202 | 2017-06-24 11:52:18 | 72.41 | 96% |
| 940 | 2017-06-18 15:26:48 | 66.90 | 94% |