I think about my daughter now, and what she was spared. Sometimes I feel grateful. The doctor said she didn't feel a thing, went straight into a coma. Then, somewhere in that blackness, she slipped off into another, deeper kind. Isn't that a beautiful way to go out, painlessly as a happy child? Trouble with dying later is you've already grown up. The damage is done. It's too late.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7272 | 2017-12-16 21:10:13 | 58.33 | 97% |
| 6292 | 2017-11-17 05:27:31 | 49.32 | 96% |
| 4056 | 2017-08-24 06:23:23 | 54.27 | 98% |
| 3502 | 2017-08-05 16:12:22 | 52.12 | 97% |