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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23394 | 2018-04-03 13:02:23 | 132.63 | 99% |
| 17763 | 2018-02-08 20:15:08 | 123.16 | 99% |
| 12464 | 2017-11-29 14:12:33 | 108.89 | 97% |
| 10427 | 2017-11-05 18:58:00 | 122.82 | 99% |
| 5428 | 2017-08-09 17:44:36 | 134.09 | 99% |
| 5116 | 2017-08-07 18:24:24 | 129.29 | 99% |
| 4595 | 2017-08-01 19:19:18 | 137.32 | 99% |
| 4526 | 2017-08-01 14:41:46 | 133.52 | 99% |