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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8210 | 2024-04-23 21:02:24 | 90.86 | 98.9% |
| 5217 | 2022-05-10 00:01:56 | 83.32 | 98% |