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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5377 | 2019-07-24 00:16:42 | 68.04 | 94% |
| 2582 | 2019-05-23 09:29:37 | 62.07 | 94% |
| 1943 | 2019-05-11 12:33:50 | 53.81 | 93% |
| 1865 | 2019-05-10 12:30:19 | 56.76 | 93% |