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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23083 | 2018-01-24 03:45:54 | 88.87 | 97% |
| 19199 | 2017-12-30 02:40:43 | 103.04 | 98% |
| 16368 | 2017-11-13 13:53:13 | 88.99 | 98% |
| 14162 | 2016-11-10 18:46:49 | 85.74 | 92% |