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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 282 | 2021-01-06 02:26:26 | 48.66 | 93% |
| 9 | 2020-11-17 13:34:06 | 44.76 | 93% |