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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22384 | 2019-07-01 10:13:13 | 116.66 | 99% |
| 22008 | 2019-02-17 19:29:54 | 111.62 | 99% |
| 21034 | 2018-06-18 16:03:15 | 95.64 | 97% |
| 19974 | 2017-12-10 19:03:02 | 96.03 | 97% |