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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2150 | 2021-08-17 14:08:57 | 81.25 | 97% |
| 2121 | 2021-08-15 15:54:04 | 83.19 | 97% |