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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 393 | 2021-02-09 02:35:41 | 101.28 | 99.2% |
| 272 | 2021-01-30 09:29:16 | 71.99 | 95% |