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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19925 | 2020-05-17 03:10:50 | 149.62 | 99% |
| 16964 | 2020-03-21 03:03:42 | 151.57 | 99% |