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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2172 | 2023-11-06 03:49:39 | 126.23 | 97.9% |
| 2050 | 2023-10-13 18:13:04 | 119.04 | 97% |