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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3633 | 2017-06-30 01:33:23 | 53.97 | 95% |
| 2422 | 2017-04-20 15:18:19 | 49.09 | 89% |
| 32 | 2016-10-25 18:32:22 | 37.23 | 93% |