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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2020-06-28 23:07:11 | 82.16 | 97% |
| 54 | 2020-06-18 19:56:54 | 79.40 | 98% |