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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4514 | 2018-02-28 15:48:04 | 39.46 | 95% |
| 3268 | 2017-09-17 12:33:08 | 35.62 | 94% |
| 1937 | 2017-06-01 10:26:57 | 38.81 | 94% |