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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55206 | 2020-01-24 20:34:02 | 131.46 | 98% |
48726 | 2019-07-29 03:03:34 | 138.08 | 99% |
46046 | 2019-02-08 23:01:04 | 145.40 | 99% |
40960 | 2018-10-13 17:57:01 | 128.07 | 98% |
40393 | 2018-08-26 21:36:13 | 131.31 | 98% |
39901 | 2018-08-13 12:34:34 | 118.37 | 98% |
39226 | 2018-02-09 15:34:01 | 121.74 | 98% |
35736 | 2017-08-27 12:57:55 | 120.34 | 98% |
34703 | 2017-08-02 05:23:46 | 139.93 | 99% |