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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9087 | 2020-12-04 05:40:34 | 98.27 | 98% |
| 6999 | 2019-09-30 23:32:10 | 94.50 | 97% |