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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11667 | 2018-09-25 16:00:36 | 56.35 | 96% |
| 9981 | 2018-06-20 10:27:04 | 39.16 | 95% |
| 6117 | 2018-04-19 06:32:22 | 50.58 | 98% |
| 822 | 2016-09-08 19:57:22 | 39.58 | 94% |