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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1893 | 2022-12-07 14:10:51 | 86.48 | 97% |
| 550 | 2022-10-26 15:33:16 | 92.86 | 99% |