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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6002 | 2025-10-31 18:57:08 | 122.33 | 97% |
| 3673 | 2025-04-04 14:34:33 | 162.45 | 97.8% |
| 3039 | 2025-02-26 17:06:49 | 178.79 | 99.5% |