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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18957 | 2020-06-03 23:49:50 | 161.28 | 100% |
| 16983 | 2020-05-08 05:21:14 | 161.68 | 100% |
| 14896 | 2020-04-10 20:49:01 | 145.68 | 99% |
| 13974 | 2020-03-30 19:59:07 | 168.57 | 99% |
| 10955 | 2020-02-16 18:18:17 | 157.11 | 99% |
| 7409 | 2020-01-19 23:07:53 | 162.52 | 100% |
| 6801 | 2020-01-17 05:05:01 | 138.45 | 98% |
| 5166 | 2020-01-11 06:47:03 | 159.66 | 100% |