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 |
---|---|---|---|
8083 | 2019-12-23 13:14:44 | 56.35 | 95% |
5022 | 2018-08-22 06:31:29 | 55.52 | 94% |
2336 | 2018-02-06 03:26:14 | 51.43 | 95% |
1407 | 2017-08-22 01:08:09 | 55.46 | 98% |
1133 | 2017-07-30 12:07:36 | 43.50 | 96% |