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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3127 | 2017-03-29 04:01:54 | 58.11 | 92% |
| 2654 | 2017-02-25 07:09:29 | 49.55 | 85% |
| 15 | 2016-12-12 13:17:01 | 43.21 | 93% |