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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26666 | 2020-06-27 20:04:59 | 130.02 | 98% |
| 14788 | 2018-10-20 03:22:34 | 104.08 | 96% |
| 10553 | 2018-09-09 10:17:55 | 113.01 | 97% |