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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6092 | 2017-07-04 05:22:20 | 140.77 | 97% |
| 4851 | 2017-05-25 10:23:20 | 139.94 | 93% |
| 3822 | 2017-05-09 01:31:54 | 160.51 | 94% |
| 3803 | 2017-05-09 01:18:21 | 129.07 | 89% |