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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6587 | 2020-07-04 17:59:34 | 103.47 | 99% |
| 4850 | 2019-12-29 21:35:51 | 89.66 | 98% |
| 1187 | 2019-09-09 21:35:44 | 85.08 | 98% |