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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3182 | 2019-01-26 10:17:34 | 84.62 | 97% |
| 2257 | 2018-08-23 22:52:48 | 88.95 | 98% |
| 2193 | 2018-08-22 00:01:07 | 88.14 | 98% |