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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1361 | 2017-12-31 22:57:27 | 68.57 | 94% |
| 1223 | 2017-11-09 02:22:41 | 78.68 | 97% |
| 917 | 2017-10-17 02:31:31 | 63.10 | 94% |