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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3134 | 2019-02-10 06:13:08 | 64.29 | 96% |
| 1393 | 2018-10-28 20:56:14 | 58.13 | 97% |
| 425 | 2018-10-22 17:35:02 | 58.77 | 97% |