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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6653 | 2018-05-21 10:05:25 | 64.38 | 94% |
| 5657 | 2017-12-12 04:14:18 | 69.55 | 95% |
| 3433 | 2017-11-08 03:32:35 | 70.27 | 96% |
| 2805 | 2017-11-02 05:52:31 | 73.17 | 96% |
| 2041 | 2017-10-14 22:55:24 | 72.53 | 96% |
| 1223 | 2017-02-18 02:18:23 | 60.96 | 89% |
| 1167 | 2017-02-06 06:28:49 | 63.38 | 93% |
| 1000 | 2017-01-10 19:12:57 | 65.61 | 93% |