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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13782 | 2018-11-09 03:31:10 | 107.06 | 99% |
| 13062 | 2018-01-29 23:03:47 | 107.15 | 99% |
| 12310 | 2018-01-11 04:25:58 | 117.24 | 100% |