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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5197 | 2022-02-18 18:39:04 | 74.86 | 98% |
| 4515 | 2022-02-01 11:07:03 | 89.37 | 99% |