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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 719 | 2021-04-04 07:44:06 | 85.25 | 97% |
| 461 | 2020-11-25 03:42:37 | 81.73 | 98% |