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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 699 | 2021-03-10 16:30:54 | 65.37 | 96% |
| 237 | 2019-09-30 19:51:49 | 60.18 | 97% |
| 138 | 2019-09-26 15:42:55 | 53.31 | 94% |