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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1046 | 2023-06-16 18:57:20 | 82.80 | 98% |
| 866 | 2023-06-08 19:44:12 | 85.39 | 98% |