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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2959 | 2019-06-27 10:49:33 | 103.01 | 96% |
| 2084 | 2019-01-20 09:30:17 | 84.81 | 94% |
| 1275 | 2018-09-02 05:10:10 | 77.89 | 95% |