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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2582 | 2019-12-26 16:41:09 | 60.18 | 95% |
| 618 | 2019-12-01 11:28:08 | 58.48 | 96% |
| 277 | 2019-11-26 06:24:10 | 46.21 | 93% |