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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 726 | 2021-06-23 07:41:35 | 54.25 | 97% |
| 385 | 2021-05-19 12:14:25 | 54.40 | 99% |
| 114 | 2021-02-05 11:15:18 | 42.76 | 96.5% |