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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 839 | 2024-06-13 21:07:41 | 115.92 | 100% |
| 464 | 2023-03-23 00:02:18 | 97.90 | 99% |