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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 81 | 2018-02-07 22:08:31 | 35.38 | 92% |
| 14 | 2018-01-27 23:49:33 | 36.43 | 94% |