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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32004 | 2019-11-30 18:05:29 | 142.70 | 100% |
| 30759 | 2019-10-26 11:21:59 | 122.97 | 98% |
| 24969 | 2019-05-29 12:16:38 | 121.57 | 97% |
| 23018 | 2019-05-06 19:51:45 | 109.06 | 97% |
| 11473 | 2019-01-21 11:54:11 | 102.97 | 96% |