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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1418 | 2017-04-11 10:07:30 | 83.37 | 93% |
| 1299 | 2017-02-11 13:11:14 | 81.93 | 92% |
| 957 | 2016-12-16 10:48:38 | 73.93 | 92% |