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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8891 | 2019-01-06 01:55:30 | 114.06 | 98% |
| 7069 | 2018-03-14 13:25:30 | 102.19 | 97% |
| 4280 | 2017-09-17 16:32:48 | 98.44 | 97% |