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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2886 | 2025-06-21 17:14:47 | 87.12 | 96% |
| 942 | 2024-02-03 11:16:13 | 76.15 | 93% |