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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7666 | 2021-10-04 04:37:45 | 60.63 | 96% |
| 563 | 2019-06-20 15:17:45 | 47.27 | 93% |