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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1265 | 2021-12-20 14:29:29 | 89.93 | 97% |
| 1209 | 2021-08-28 13:42:41 | 82.63 | 96% |