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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 818 | 2023-01-14 23:32:29 | 94.49 | 97% |
| 111 | 2020-12-21 15:31:57 | 66.06 | 95% |