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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42000 | 2019-01-08 23:10:56 | 75.79 | 96% |
| 26450 | 2018-06-29 00:56:35 | 92.82 | 98% |
| 16472 | 2018-02-07 01:20:27 | 86.76 | 97% |
| 9586 | 2017-09-01 20:01:24 | 95.83 | 99% |
| 9398 | 2017-09-01 01:56:45 | 97.48 | 98% |
| 7517 | 2017-06-30 20:56:24 | 87.72 | 96% |
| 5618 | 2017-06-02 01:02:40 | 82.55 | 93% |
| 3284 | 2017-04-14 17:59:19 | 86.43 | 97% |