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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6885 | 2018-06-06 19:13:09 | 116.93 | 97% |
| 4388 | 2017-12-06 10:04:19 | 105.97 | 96% |
| 4085 | 2017-11-21 11:17:06 | 112.26 | 98% |
| 3645 | 2017-10-24 19:29:02 | 100.27 | 95% |