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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6605 | 2022-10-21 22:32:32 | 103.12 | 98% |
| 298 | 2021-03-15 21:02:37 | 85.38 | 96% |