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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1306 | 2019-10-26 12:18:44 | 65.64 | 95% |
| 88 | 2019-09-03 07:47:56 | 54.79 | 93% |