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 |
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393 | 2020-11-11 08:30:00 | 84.17 | 97% |