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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11004 | 2025-04-04 17:48:25 | 114.64 | 97% |
| 8781 | 2020-06-21 22:45:03 | 137.70 | 98% |