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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27829 | 2022-02-26 06:22:45 | 112.90 | 100% |
| 11960 | 2020-06-18 01:20:45 | 107.12 | 99% |