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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2818 | 2019-08-29 16:32:16 | 50.54 | 96% |
| 2504 | 2019-08-26 20:08:28 | 46.46 | 96% |
| 1263 | 2019-08-06 06:09:01 | 41.99 | 96% |
| 1025 | 2019-08-04 06:17:06 | 39.56 | 97% |