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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4959 | 2023-11-28 05:58:48 | 74.54 | 94.9% |
3802 | 2021-07-02 12:19:47 | 63.95 | 95% |