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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3620 | 2019-04-04 12:42:08 | 66.97 | 97% |
| 3040 | 2019-03-01 11:17:09 | 75.46 | 99% |
| 964 | 2018-12-02 20:20:10 | 64.14 | 97% |