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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12594 | 2020-08-21 03:29:00 | 78.74 | 97% |
| 10118 | 2020-02-18 18:10:54 | 88.60 | 97% |