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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 318 | 2021-08-12 13:44:08 | 77.84 | 96% |
| 187 | 2021-04-15 04:29:59 | 84.87 | 99% |