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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11736 | 2019-04-17 20:04:57 | 146.57 | 98% |
| 10633 | 2019-02-08 22:51:41 | 158.63 | 99% |
| 3964 | 2018-04-28 22:47:47 | 131.23 | 97% |
| 3762 | 2018-04-24 16:09:25 | 97.62 | 94% |
| 1287 | 2016-11-28 15:06:59 | 102.93 | 94% |