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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5230 | 2020-05-12 23:30:54 | 143.92 | 99% |
| 100 | 2019-12-20 08:13:17 | 110.86 | 95% |