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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1363 | 2022-11-22 09:02:40 | 75.77 | 97% |
| 1288 | 2022-11-21 06:36:58 | 64.09 | 95% |