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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27175 | 2017-02-24 14:11:34 | 104.92 | 96% |
| 25639 | 2016-09-18 06:40:53 | 98.97 | 92% |
| 24911 | 2016-09-09 02:30:30 | 99.22 | 95% |