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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2086 | 2020-01-04 13:29:10 | 112.61 | 96% |
| 756 | 2017-11-16 20:04:00 | 146.52 | 99% |
| 527 | 2017-08-17 20:26:49 | 117.73 | 97% |