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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1435 | 2019-04-02 13:01:01 | 69.02 | 98% |
| 1048 | 2018-08-13 15:33:21 | 75.49 | 98% |
| 867 | 2017-10-19 20:02:02 | 80.10 | 99% |