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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1343 | 2021-07-10 14:47:35 | 31.30 | 96% |
| 1321 | 2021-06-19 19:16:58 | 46.95 | 96% |