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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13895 | 2021-12-17 15:35:27 | 177.87 | 99% |
| 3623 | 2019-03-07 19:49:39 | 140.31 | 98% |
| 3229 | 2019-03-05 13:33:00 | 141.92 | 98% |
| 2182 | 2017-10-31 17:14:16 | 137.28 | 97% |