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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1968 | 2021-07-03 15:40:12 | 75.93 | 97% |
| 1483 | 2021-06-02 17:55:52 | 73.35 | 95% |