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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1087 | 2017-12-26 16:50:01 | 74.38 | 98% |
| 671 | 2017-12-02 12:03:46 | 71.62 | 98% |