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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5418 | 2024-03-15 05:40:32 | 92.98 | 97.5% |
| 2717 | 2023-02-02 06:48:41 | 102.37 | 99% |