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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9313 | 2017-08-15 16:30:54 | 66.57 | 97% |
| 9158 | 2017-08-07 19:48:27 | 65.72 | 97% |
| 8982 | 2017-07-31 22:22:40 | 65.84 | 98% |
| 8976 | 2017-07-31 19:18:08 | 79.72 | 99% |
| 8804 | 2017-07-25 21:32:24 | 71.78 | 97% |