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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7218 | 2019-11-09 20:32:04 | 149.53 | 98% |
| 3628 | 2019-03-05 02:06:09 | 146.99 | 99% |
| 2460 | 2018-01-05 22:05:29 | 128.09 | 97% |