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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4041 | 2020-05-08 11:05:20 | 151.18 | 99% |
| 1993 | 2018-09-22 04:47:43 | 126.82 | 98% |
| 1197 | 2018-08-08 11:34:53 | 122.36 | 99% |