One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1113 | 2021-10-23 15:35:53 | 71.93 | 95% |
| 769 | 2021-10-17 14:56:20 | 83.56 | 96% |