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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2678 | 2021-08-11 06:00:33 | 71.45 | 96% |
| 1284 | 2020-12-25 19:00:12 | 62.68 | 95% |
| 859 | 2020-11-19 16:49:18 | 52.28 | 93% |