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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30022 | 2019-08-30 13:11:46 | 131.61 | 98% |
| 19265 | 2019-03-26 17:15:57 | 142.61 | 99% |
| 16010 | 2019-03-06 14:57:55 | 133.83 | 98% |
| 4191 | 2018-10-26 15:46:14 | 136.66 | 99% |
| 2341 | 2018-09-10 11:15:39 | 112.78 | 98% |