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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6561 | 2016-10-31 21:21:22 | 71.47 | 91% |
| 5940 | 2016-09-29 17:29:27 | 76.49 | 93% |
| 5895 | 2016-09-19 18:26:09 | 80.19 | 93% |
| 4927 | 2016-09-05 18:09:43 | 70.41 | 95% |
| 4644 | 2016-08-31 23:51:52 | 69.02 | 93% |