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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33531 | 2018-12-27 12:51:46 | 95.24 | 97% |
| 23257 | 2018-10-21 10:02:36 | 81.68 | 98% |
| 21946 | 2018-10-11 08:15:06 | 101.28 | 98% |
| 4280 | 2017-12-26 22:02:04 | 47.41 | 96% |