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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19547 | 2022-09-28 00:45:39 | 93.68 | 98% |
| 19372 | 2022-06-30 06:00:58 | 109.61 | 99% |