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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 777 | 2021-12-07 19:54:46 | 71.79 | 97% |
| 620 | 2021-11-30 14:17:27 | 68.04 | 95% |