By the time you're reading this it will be too late for me. I have failed. The wordlers are a dying breed and I will become one of many who have perished before me. They gave me 6 tries and it was not enough, if only there was a 7th. I'm sorry. "Froze" was too fierce an opponent, or maybe it was simply the Z. I don't know, it doesn't matter anymore. I'll be remembered as the lost son of Jeff and nothing more. Tell my wife I love her, I just wish things could have been different.