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 |
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12495 | 2019-11-09 01:08:08 | 133.52 | 98% |
9458 | 2018-11-25 06:13:38 | 139.31 | 98% |