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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4416 | 2021-04-04 04:06:20 | 112.04 | 99% |
| 2287 | 2020-12-18 01:23:54 | 102.95 | 98% |