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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4797 | 2017-09-03 11:22:17 | 70.94 | 95% |
| 4420 | 2017-08-25 13:45:36 | 80.45 | 96% |
| 3756 | 2017-06-23 05:34:44 | 69.13 | 93% |
| 3259 | 2017-05-27 17:27:30 | 68.03 | 89% |
| 1286 | 2017-03-14 09:17:14 | 59.07 | 87% |