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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 309 | 2022-01-12 16:22:14 | 105.69 | 100% |
| 114 | 2021-11-16 21:01:23 | 92.67 | 98% |