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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 959 | 2022-06-24 01:03:17 | 44.14 | 95% |
| 135 | 2022-02-23 03:54:24 | 34.77 | 94% |