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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1198 | 2022-10-07 05:42:46 | 89.14 | 95% |
| 1026 | 2022-10-01 11:30:28 | 88.71 | 95% |