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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1587 | 2023-10-16 11:11:53 | 77.12 | 93.8% |
| 891 | 2023-09-28 13:36:59 | 78.35 | 95.5% |