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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10367 | 2018-04-09 20:22:34 | 139.69 | 97% |
| 8428 | 2018-01-08 21:41:14 | 182.12 | 99% |
| 7740 | 2017-12-24 22:17:51 | 169.30 | 98% |
| 6465 | 2017-12-05 02:06:50 | 126.77 | 96% |
| 1348 | 2017-09-01 16:27:22 | 137.61 | 96% |