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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2111 | 2020-12-17 05:18:51 | 96.87 | 98% |
| 1033 | 2018-11-21 02:17:05 | 85.33 | 98% |