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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1115 | 2017-04-13 22:38:32 | 40.14 | 82% |
| 612 | 2016-11-30 02:55:10 | 47.60 | 92% |
| 533 | 2016-11-29 09:57:52 | 38.88 | 86% |
| 449 | 2016-11-28 20:58:09 | 39.08 | 92% |