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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7443 | 2019-11-14 12:09:44 | 85.38 | 96% |
| 7430 | 2019-11-13 10:44:25 | 93.66 | 97% |