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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27855 | 2019-06-12 20:53:51 | 151.98 | 99% |
| 26132 | 2019-03-23 18:04:36 | 152.33 | 99% |
| 20963 | 2019-01-18 01:49:28 | 152.23 | 100% |
| 16884 | 2018-11-29 22:59:30 | 138.72 | 98% |