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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 788 | 2021-06-28 11:56:53 | 106.85 | 97% |
| 264 | 2021-01-23 23:26:32 | 87.02 | 96% |