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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15829 | 2018-11-28 03:31:38 | 151.91 | 100% |
| 15828 | 2018-11-28 03:28:38 | 143.62 | 100% |
| 7738 | 2017-02-26 20:01:42 | 131.07 | 100% |
| 2880 | 2016-10-22 02:05:47 | 120.35 | 100% |
| 2869 | 2016-10-22 01:55:53 | 107.12 | 98% |