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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1971 | 2021-01-30 01:07:05 | 176.79 | 98.8% |
| 1579 | 2020-12-31 02:04:17 | 153.96 | 98% |