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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 967 | 2020-02-27 15:59:52 | 114.59 | 98% |
| 313 | 2019-08-29 19:09:01 | 102.30 | 95% |