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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27953 | 2017-08-20 08:03:06 | 127.87 | 98% |
| 27952 | 2017-08-20 08:01:46 | 108.95 | 99% |
| 27751 | 2017-08-16 14:22:14 | 95.21 | 97% |