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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 815 | 2022-12-30 15:34:07 | 89.64 | 99% |
| 552 | 2022-12-25 12:56:50 | 85.62 | 98% |