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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3816 | 2021-05-24 12:32:00 | 73.62 | 99% |
| 3220 | 2021-04-30 06:40:52 | 62.68 | 98% |