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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2364 | 2023-03-02 14:26:40 | 79.21 | 99% |
| 1142 | 2022-05-04 16:39:52 | 65.96 | 98% |