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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28266 | 2021-12-01 15:58:01 | 123.10 | 99% |
| 26905 | 2021-09-19 15:23:57 | 118.52 | 98% |