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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2019-05-24 14:02:58 | 62.70 | 96% |
| 335 | 2019-03-26 12:08:07 | 55.39 | 94% |
| 310 | 2019-03-23 23:53:48 | 56.43 | 94% |