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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4226 | 2019-03-05 07:31:03 | 62.37 | 94% |
| 1240 | 2017-11-01 03:13:26 | 52.45 | 94% |
| 559 | 2017-10-09 13:13:19 | 47.48 | 93% |