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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1597 | 2023-12-01 04:45:41 | 77.46 | 97.5% |
| 463 | 2020-12-12 04:39:14 | 56.04 | 97% |