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 |
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19990 | 2019-04-25 16:30:47 | 121.66 | 98% |
19300 | 2018-12-14 14:44:11 | 135.05 | 97% |