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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 834 | 2021-03-27 07:44:10 | 50.86 | 93% |
| 373 | 2021-03-16 09:25:32 | 49.08 | 92% |