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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2021-10-17 18:13:04 | 100.83 | 99% |
| 262 | 2021-09-30 21:02:53 | 102.81 | 97% |