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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5312 | 2020-07-29 12:37:10 | 52.68 | 99% |
| 3947 | 2020-06-02 05:43:26 | 41.81 | 97% |