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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2374 | 2017-03-25 22:07:35 | 69.06 | 93% |
| 2077 | 2017-02-27 19:00:10 | 70.03 | 93% |
| 1523 | 2016-12-16 17:54:09 | 61.87 | 89% |
| 772 | 2016-10-27 16:48:19 | 59.09 | 93% |
| 614 | 2016-10-22 15:12:57 | 54.10 | 90% |