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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1806 | 2021-11-07 09:05:08 | 64.96 | 95% |
| 1593 | 2021-11-05 11:29:42 | 74.19 | 97% |