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 |
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3275 | 2021-09-22 14:19:16 | 130.66 | 98.5% |
2341 | 2019-08-26 01:16:03 | 96.42 | 97.9% |