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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 596 | 2021-01-29 14:49:03 | 48.83 | 95.9% |
| 357 | 2021-01-17 05:16:36 | 46.61 | 96% |