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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3179 | 2022-05-27 14:41:07 | 67.46 | 99% |
| 2255 | 2020-11-06 14:13:54 | 71.37 | 98% |
| 1424 | 2020-03-31 13:35:55 | 65.86 | 98% |