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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1074 | 2022-03-19 04:15:00 | 71.26 | 98% |
| 263 | 2020-10-02 07:03:48 | 56.49 | 97% |