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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19222 | 2023-08-10 04:10:13 | 171.42 | 99% |
16530 | 2023-03-29 01:37:28 | 145.32 | 98% |
13844 | 2020-05-13 06:22:16 | 157.19 | 100% |