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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3100 | 2021-01-03 06:25:13 | 79.02 | 96% |
| 2493 | 2019-11-02 13:58:23 | 72.98 | 95% |
| 2180 | 2019-10-23 07:35:23 | 64.63 | 95% |