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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 178 | 2019-12-06 05:55:08 | 111.21 | 97% |
| 165 | 2019-12-06 05:32:27 | 121.42 | 98% |
| 86 | 2019-12-06 03:04:53 | 104.78 | 96% |
| 48 | 2019-12-06 02:30:07 | 105.17 | 97% |