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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481 | 2021-05-06 11:13:46 | 95.43 | 98% |
298 | 2021-04-18 08:43:07 | 87.41 | 97% |