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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2 | 2019-10-09 14:37:35 | 90.70 | 99% |
| 1 | 2019-10-09 14:36:28 | 84.22 | 98% |