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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3443 | 2022-12-07 01:53:51 | 83.59 | 98% |
| 3072 | 2022-04-19 21:03:49 | 97.27 | 99% |