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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3481 | 2021-08-22 05:47:49 | 133.52 | 98% |
| 1892 | 2020-04-11 20:01:31 | 128.60 | 98% |