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 |
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896 | 2022-04-04 20:39:24 | 64.11 | 96% |
366 | 2022-03-01 19:17:33 | 75.94 | 99% |