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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 899 | 2020-09-22 15:52:30 | 51.06 | 95% |
| 396 | 2020-08-22 17:30:42 | 37.95 | 95% |