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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 482 | 2022-04-08 13:07:26 | 84.23 | 97% |
| 194 | 2022-01-07 17:16:33 | 93.06 | 97% |