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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14948 | 2019-12-08 04:33:29 | 145.87 | 97% |
| 14178 | 2019-09-22 03:02:49 | 161.19 | 99% |
| 13220 | 2019-07-25 02:40:49 | 158.81 | 99% |
| 12286 | 2019-06-16 20:42:42 | 153.38 | 99% |