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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3045 | 2025-07-28 22:09:36 | 230.86 | 100% |
| 2491 | 2025-07-12 23:39:31 | 224.67 | 100% |