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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1960 | 2023-08-14 03:27:12 | 84.98 | 97% |
| 1496 | 2023-03-06 04:33:50 | 82.05 | 96% |