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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5653 | 2025-06-05 21:39:51 | 91.34 | 97% |
| 5074 | 2025-05-10 20:59:33 | 89.16 | 97% |