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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3037 | 2021-04-11 11:42:24 | 98.65 | 97% |
| 2860 | 2020-12-13 11:12:58 | 105.81 | 97% |