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 |
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2173 | 2022-12-14 20:15:29 | 72.71 | 94% |
1241 | 2022-11-13 14:35:18 | 75.35 | 94% |