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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 275 | 2022-11-06 19:34:08 | 159.15 | 99% |
| 274 | 2022-11-06 19:29:02 | 152.70 | 99% |
| 120 | 2022-09-19 19:22:06 | 141.14 | 99% |