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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34410 | 2023-02-05 23:12:56 | 134.38 | 99% |
33866 | 2020-06-28 02:33:58 | 129.99 | 99% |