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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 974 | 2024-06-18 13:50:51 | 101.09 | 97.9% |
| 375 | 2024-05-23 08:36:13 | 107.02 | 97.1% |