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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27618 | 2020-02-03 18:07:08 | 69.65 | 97% |
| 27212 | 2020-01-23 23:39:44 | 74.79 | 97% |
| 25508 | 2019-12-17 19:13:36 | 71.65 | 97% |
| 19005 | 2018-02-07 01:20:33 | 73.12 | 97% |
| 18936 | 2018-02-05 22:54:38 | 79.43 | 98% |
| 14609 | 2017-05-04 18:08:45 | 58.69 | 83% |
| 10552 | 2017-01-15 09:15:28 | 63.34 | 92% |
| 9830 | 2016-12-18 00:06:06 | 63.57 | 90% |
| 8993 | 2016-10-26 06:57:58 | 58.20 | 88% |