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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2230 | 2018-01-02 07:49:13 | 61.58 | 95% |
| 1303 | 2017-10-31 11:46:20 | 63.59 | 94% |
| 103 | 2017-01-11 16:55:01 | 54.78 | 92% |