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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14804 | 2020-09-01 15:42:56 | 84.33 | 97% |
| 14046 | 2020-07-26 11:00:33 | 64.30 | 96% |
| 11309 | 2019-12-18 14:28:19 | 74.32 | 97% |
| 11047 | 2019-12-06 14:46:17 | 71.41 | 96% |