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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2555 | 2021-01-06 18:50:43 | 52.08 | 96% |
| 1565 | 2020-01-03 08:25:36 | 54.51 | 96% |