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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2702 | 2024-05-11 12:43:59 | 87.82 | 96% |
| 488 | 2022-07-17 04:20:54 | 57.85 | 95% |