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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2028 | 2019-09-17 14:50:01 | 59.77 | 97% |
| 134 | 2019-07-25 20:14:54 | 50.39 | 95% |