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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1130 | 2019-11-30 22:36:49 | 56.77 | 97% |
| 532 | 2019-10-02 21:22:02 | 52.43 | 97% |