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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3975 | 2022-10-08 17:43:24 | 98.19 | 100% |
| 495 | 2021-08-15 15:54:16 | 62.32 | 96% |