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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1736 | 2024-03-06 02:39:46 | 109.57 | 98% |
| 73 | 2020-08-15 07:51:23 | 78.68 | 97% |