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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3761 | 2018-06-13 19:02:32 | 111.21 | 98% |
| 3623 | 2018-05-06 05:12:52 | 108.58 | 97% |
| 3610 | 2018-05-03 20:58:28 | 117.80 | 98% |