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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1203 | 2022-03-30 06:18:55 | 69.42 | 97% |
| 824 | 2022-02-01 16:55:50 | 47.80 | 98% |
| 323 | 2020-02-13 11:01:55 | 49.01 | 96% |