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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1060 | 2020-12-17 13:52:36 | 45.27 | 95% |
| 1011 | 2020-12-14 15:19:19 | 46.56 | 96% |
| 764 | 2020-12-05 11:46:27 | 44.92 | 96% |