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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1296 | 2021-03-06 04:53:05 | 79.03 | 98% |
| 435 | 2020-11-22 04:42:23 | 68.09 | 97% |