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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2164 | 2021-10-21 15:24:02 | 77.55 | 97% |
| 1848 | 2021-09-18 06:35:15 | 74.77 | 97% |