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 |
---|---|---|---|
8429 | 2025-06-06 14:30:30 | 113.37 | 99% |
7192 | 2025-04-19 20:36:19 | 112.36 | 99% |
6850 | 2025-04-08 21:19:11 | 116.57 | 99% |
5789 | 2020-04-05 19:03:53 | 110.69 | 99% |
3543 | 2018-07-22 19:15:06 | 107.07 | 98% |