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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1856 | 2023-08-04 05:24:59 | 76.71 | 98% |
| 1000 | 2022-04-22 11:54:05 | 75.89 | 98% |