As it fades, I see the truth - in plain sight, yet hidden all along. We are all children of blood and bone. All instruments of vengeance and virtue. This truth holds me close, rocking me like a child in a mother's arms. It binds me in its love as death swallows me in its grasp.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21007 | 2019-11-20 14:20:01 | 88.90 | 98% |
| 20440 | 2019-10-16 16:40:50 | 95.86 | 98% |