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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21986 | 2019-01-31 20:09:04 | 142.58 | 100% |
| 16242 | 2018-11-23 22:26:02 | 108.70 | 97% |
| 15639 | 2018-10-22 21:26:25 | 94.53 | 97% |
| 13159 | 2017-09-29 22:52:49 | 93.48 | 97% |