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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6807 | 2020-12-19 16:48:28 | 98.89 | 97% |
| 5398 | 2020-11-17 20:51:30 | 89.49 | 96% |
| 3553 | 2020-10-08 19:15:31 | 77.83 | 96% |
| 731 | 2020-08-18 22:17:11 | 86.41 | 97% |
| 175 | 2020-08-13 11:16:18 | 78.53 | 96% |