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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7867 | 2021-06-27 05:17:29 | 96.58 | 95% |
| 947 | 2021-03-17 21:42:41 | 88.65 | 96% |