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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4277 | 2017-09-28 05:05:24 | 94.56 | 99% |
| 3878 | 2017-09-22 23:04:14 | 90.29 | 98% |
| 3304 | 2017-03-10 07:52:22 | 89.86 | 96% |
| 2899 | 2017-02-03 01:01:56 | 93.72 | 95% |
| 1939 | 2016-11-11 22:45:52 | 91.47 | 98% |
| 1130 | 2016-10-26 07:52:49 | 87.98 | 98% |
| 1071 | 2016-10-26 04:08:10 | 84.06 | 95% |
| 772 | 2016-10-23 04:04:01 | 87.19 | 98% |
| 435 | 2016-10-18 21:18:40 | 78.58 | 96% |