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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1010 | 2021-04-01 04:00:24 | 63.29 | 95% |
| 424 | 2021-01-15 04:41:10 | 64.48 | 96% |