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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5875 | 2019-08-27 23:24:41 | 102.37 | 99% |
| 5665 | 2019-01-18 02:38:13 | 86.31 | 97% |