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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4214 | 2020-08-23 23:33:22 | 82.11 | 98% |
| 3774 | 2020-08-15 02:04:44 | 69.03 | 96% |
| 2848 | 2020-07-16 23:16:21 | 70.32 | 95% |