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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 148 | 2017-10-20 11:23:07 | 96.12 | 94% |
| 113 | 2017-10-18 15:37:36 | 110.43 | 98% |
| 25 | 2017-10-17 13:53:56 | 88.80 | 96% |