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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 72500 | 2017-12-28 20:31:29 | 125.22 | 99% |
| 71104 | 2017-09-27 12:52:33 | 133.86 | 100% |
| 70304 | 2017-08-13 14:04:39 | 131.13 | 100% |