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 |
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1854 | 2019-12-13 12:50:59 | 63.03 | 98% |
1652 | 2019-07-14 15:04:47 | 64.86 | 97% |
689 | 2019-04-22 07:59:39 | 60.51 | 97% |