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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1412 | 2017-11-20 19:45:03 | 121.02 | 99% |
| 1392 | 2017-11-20 18:02:32 | 132.94 | 99% |