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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 521 | 2023-05-17 17:13:59 | 106.79 | 99% |
| 464 | 2023-03-08 22:02:08 | 77.73 | 98% |