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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1510 | 2018-05-15 08:08:24 | 62.79 | 95% |
| 692 | 2018-01-01 04:26:15 | 50.87 | 93% |
| 330 | 2017-11-13 10:58:49 | 46.16 | 91% |