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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4668 | 2018-09-09 04:43:38 | 62.28 | 96% |
| 1357 | 2018-07-14 06:22:00 | 58.12 | 95% |
| 700 | 2018-06-24 05:18:54 | 55.71 | 95% |