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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4732 | 2020-06-14 17:15:08 | 72.02 | 97% |
| 4329 | 2020-05-25 14:25:56 | 64.64 | 96% |