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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1929 | 2023-02-06 18:08:03 | 99.84 | 98% |
| 1192 | 2023-01-22 21:07:24 | 91.74 | 98% |