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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2395 | 2020-04-03 23:40:33 | 71.76 | 94% |
| 1990 | 2020-03-04 11:27:54 | 62.59 | 93% |