My mother had to abandon her quest, but managed to extract from the restriction itself a further delicate thought, like good poets whom the tyranny of rhyme forces into the discovery of their finest lines.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1492 | 2019-10-02 02:39:43 | 138.97 | 99% |
| 345 | 2019-08-31 04:14:18 | 174.51 | 100% |