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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1898 | 2021-02-22 10:04:15 | 61.29 | 96.9% |
| 177 | 2021-01-25 05:33:05 | 61.40 | 96% |