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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2167 | 2021-04-25 10:58:37 | 49.41 | 97% |
| 1436 | 2020-03-14 16:23:52 | 57.36 | 95% |