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 |
---|---|---|---|
10055 | 2020-02-06 07:22:34 | 90.28 | 96% |
5149 | 2018-01-12 07:19:19 | 83.10 | 97% |
2385 | 2017-05-16 22:47:28 | 84.54 | 93% |
686 | 2017-01-01 21:45:43 | 66.18 | 86% |
75 | 2016-11-24 04:05:15 | 69.39 | 92% |