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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 499 | 2021-08-05 02:47:46 | 82.81 | 99% |
| 102 | 2020-03-16 11:42:17 | 69.42 | 97% |