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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 677 | 2020-03-16 02:34:42 | 81.49 | 96% |
| 134 | 2020-02-10 02:09:52 | 81.11 | 96% |