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 |
---|---|---|---|
9867 | 2018-03-04 17:39:08 | 46.42 | 97% |
9170 | 2018-02-11 17:12:40 | 53.64 | 98% |
7513 | 2017-12-23 04:07:32 | 48.16 | 96% |
4512 | 2017-09-15 12:32:31 | 41.46 | 95% |
4160 | 2017-08-31 03:45:13 | 46.21 | 96% |
943 | 2017-03-29 04:01:57 | 54.56 | 99% |