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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8189 | 2019-07-31 07:55:04 | 76.35 | 96% |
| 5493 | 2018-08-13 00:21:28 | 65.57 | 95% |
| 384 | 2017-09-17 00:07:15 | 67.50 | 96% |