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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6116 | 2018-09-25 23:13:53 | 81.46 | 96% |
| 5521 | 2018-07-29 04:41:56 | 73.36 | 97% |
| 254 | 2017-03-04 03:29:49 | 75.67 | 90% |
| 149 | 2017-02-23 09:59:43 | 71.41 | 87% |