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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12597 | 2021-08-23 13:18:55 | 75.39 | 96% |
| 10159 | 2020-07-28 19:25:41 | 94.36 | 99% |