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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30830 | 2019-11-09 19:35:00 | 71.67 | 94% |
| 21792 | 2017-11-07 03:55:27 | 62.03 | 94% |
| 15881 | 2017-06-16 04:09:11 | 66.02 | 95% |
| 15005 | 2017-05-18 03:20:10 | 66.68 | 88% |
| 12186 | 2017-03-14 00:32:28 | 67.63 | 89% |
| 10902 | 2017-02-25 19:42:28 | 62.81 | 84% |
| 9747 | 2017-02-20 00:09:08 | 65.45 | 90% |
| 3521 | 2017-01-04 00:23:20 | 65.39 | 92% |
| 1598 | 2016-12-24 21:24:01 | 63.23 | 95% |
| 513 | 2016-12-17 05:08:30 | 56.78 | 91% |
| 134 | 2016-12-06 16:01:04 | 55.94 | 94% |
| 24 | 2016-12-04 19:55:25 | 50.01 | 90% |