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 |
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269 | 2020-07-25 06:36:45 | 115.10 | 97% |
188 | 2020-07-23 21:19:02 | 120.84 | 97% |