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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46794 | 2018-02-08 22:09:48 | 136.34 | 97% |
| 46545 | 2018-02-07 17:54:34 | 152.10 | 99% |
| 39668 | 2017-12-25 07:30:59 | 139.28 | 99% |
| 27679 | 2017-10-10 12:50:09 | 118.36 | 95% |
| 26651 | 2017-10-07 00:29:33 | 116.59 | 97% |
| 13278 | 2017-09-13 08:35:52 | 108.74 | 96% |
| 2051 | 2017-09-02 17:02:03 | 123.43 | 98% |