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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3387 | 2021-07-01 23:39:42 | 105.55 | 97% |
| 8 | 2021-04-06 20:14:52 | 87.99 | 96% |