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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5019 | 2022-07-04 10:17:02 | 94.30 | 99% |
| 254 | 2021-07-11 05:07:29 | 52.23 | 95% |