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 |
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68393 | 2019-03-24 17:44:18 | 154.57 | 99% |
67939 | 2019-03-07 19:49:43 | 125.05 | 97% |
57383 | 2018-07-10 00:38:05 | 158.47 | 99% |
57183 | 2018-07-08 20:29:58 | 150.20 | 99% |
49917 | 2018-04-26 02:19:15 | 144.05 | 99% |
39943 | 2017-12-25 07:30:59 | 141.79 | 99% |
39561 | 2017-12-22 18:57:24 | 144.19 | 99% |
37817 | 2017-12-05 02:06:47 | 140.90 | 99% |
36379 | 2017-11-26 17:46:48 | 143.81 | 99% |
32801 | 2017-10-12 23:47:02 | 135.21 | 99% |
30667 | 2017-08-31 20:31:33 | 139.06 | 98% |
28017 | 2017-08-08 15:10:13 | 141.11 | 99% |
27697 | 2017-08-01 02:16:53 | 151.00 | 99% |
26448 | 2017-07-25 06:23:57 | 115.25 | 98% |