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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1690 | 2021-11-12 23:51:25 | 96.28 | 98% |
| 1478 | 2021-08-30 21:54:33 | 79.16 | 97% |