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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1959 | 2023-03-15 16:54:58 | 67.23 | 96% |
| 554 | 2021-11-23 02:44:44 | 43.34 | 96% |