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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708 | 2020-04-14 22:26:01 | 114.29 | 97% |
584 | 2020-04-02 19:56:40 | 121.20 | 99% |