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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 488 | 2017-12-31 23:11:03 | 45.45 | 95% |
| 306 | 2017-11-23 22:49:50 | 34.27 | 92% |