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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 51191 | 2017-07-23 12:09:07 | 113.45 | 96% |
| 50032 | 2017-07-14 19:46:49 | 82.77 | 96% |
| 49008 | 2016-10-03 21:11:03 | 115.63 | 92% |
| 47676 | 2016-09-18 11:49:48 | 119.26 | 88% |