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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1879 | 2020-12-15 02:45:05 | 90.36 | 99% |
| 1120 | 2020-11-02 16:44:16 | 74.67 | 96% |