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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1496 | 2021-01-27 11:50:27 | 113.54 | 100% |
| 860 | 2021-01-07 20:27:51 | 91.94 | 97% |