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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8523 | 2020-08-26 13:30:52 | 133.92 | 97% |
| 3921 | 2019-09-28 13:40:25 | 106.27 | 96% |
| 1904 | 2019-08-04 12:23:19 | 96.97 | 95% |
| 300 | 2019-06-26 11:45:53 | 78.98 | 95% |