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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15983 | 2021-02-10 01:35:33 | 58.30 | 100% |
| 14718 | 2021-01-04 18:31:37 | 65.95 | 99% |
| 9537 | 2020-07-26 15:50:07 | 69.71 | 100% |