Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before - more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4952 | 2020-03-29 17:57:19 | 128.24 | 97% |
| 4858 | 2020-03-17 18:18:44 | 140.67 | 99% |