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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3055 | 2019-09-19 11:47:57 | 65.73 | 96% |
| 2339 | 2019-03-13 12:43:22 | 44.05 | 93% |
| 89 | 2018-02-09 17:16:27 | 54.96 | 98% |