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 |
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11351 | 2023-09-27 16:53:51 | 117.83 | 99.6% |
5598 | 2019-12-08 13:38:51 | 100.98 | 98% |