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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 435 | 2023-01-09 18:49:30 | 67.11 | 97% |
| 386 | 2023-01-03 03:57:08 | 76.77 | 97% |