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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1451 | 2017-10-06 22:11:33 | 65.42 | 96% |
| 966 | 2017-09-28 14:30:03 | 58.41 | 95% |
| 789 | 2017-09-20 21:06:41 | 60.09 | 96% |