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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3157 | 2021-09-14 23:14:07 | 86.60 | 97% |
| 2207 | 2020-12-29 01:06:09 | 76.34 | 96% |