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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3133 | 2025-06-24 17:21:09 | 110.92 | 97% |
| 3001 | 2025-06-18 18:44:24 | 102.52 | 97% |
| 457 | 2023-02-18 15:37:12 | 89.95 | 98% |