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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6620 | 2018-04-05 16:53:30 | 104.25 | 99% |
| 6507 | 2018-03-14 13:25:31 | 101.22 | 98% |
| 3135 | 2017-11-04 16:48:47 | 76.85 | 94% |