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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25554 | 2019-11-12 18:34:36 | 117.09 | 98% |
| 9757 | 2017-07-19 11:50:23 | 100.22 | 97% |
| 9507 | 2017-07-01 14:31:31 | 104.11 | 97% |
| 7102 | 2017-04-28 07:16:16 | 91.11 | 91% |