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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1358 | 2021-06-25 18:39:45 | 79.58 | 96% |
| 940 | 2021-02-10 17:28:33 | 79.87 | 96% |