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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 300 | 2018-03-05 16:25:50 | 69.66 | 97% |
| 228 | 2018-03-05 13:42:00 | 62.64 | 95% |