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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12139 | 2018-03-17 10:58:04 | 164.68 | 100% |
| 10619 | 2017-07-23 12:09:08 | 110.87 | 97% |
| 10418 | 2017-07-18 10:43:23 | 136.25 | 98% |
| 9008 | 2017-03-11 08:27:41 | 134.24 | 94% |
| 8982 | 2017-02-27 06:32:24 | 94.24 | 86% |