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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1515 | 2022-01-03 17:58:46 | 113.78 | 98% |
| 309 | 2021-04-30 10:33:46 | 102.65 | 97% |