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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2745 | 2018-03-08 21:33:00 | 96.24 | 99% |
2556 | 2017-10-22 02:50:00 | 100.45 | 99% |
1857 | 2017-09-19 02:01:38 | 91.36 | 98% |