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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14460 | 2021-05-04 06:47:37 | 88.38 | 99% |
| 9469 | 2020-06-15 05:01:04 | 71.25 | 98% |