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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1014 | 2017-04-05 09:10:23 | 53.57 | 92% |
| 135 | 2016-12-12 14:06:13 | 46.21 | 93% |