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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1220 | 2018-11-16 03:28:10 | 82.58 | 96% |
| 598 | 2018-05-30 16:00:01 | 93.94 | 98% |
| 333 | 2018-05-08 15:21:12 | 83.65 | 97% |