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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2020-12-11 12:10:54 | 61.53 | 95% |
| 269 | 2020-12-10 17:08:35 | 65.96 | 97% |