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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 996 | 2021-01-26 21:31:17 | 65.05 | 96% |
| 614 | 2021-01-14 19:16:51 | 70.04 | 98% |