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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1872 | 2021-12-20 14:29:26 | 98.50 | 98% |
| 896 | 2021-05-23 16:08:12 | 79.86 | 98% |