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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3786 | 2021-09-20 01:39:50 | 61.77 | 96% |
| 748 | 2021-03-17 04:54:36 | 54.93 | 93% |