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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3988 | 2017-01-28 19:13:28 | 65.13 | 90% |
| 3452 | 2017-01-25 18:15:14 | 60.12 | 90% |
| 2363 | 2017-01-06 06:21:43 | 50.14 | 90% |
| 1025 | 2016-12-25 15:27:56 | 56.91 | 88% |
| 608 | 2016-12-23 07:07:51 | 53.75 | 87% |