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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12244 | 2023-04-09 18:47:33 | 108.88 | 97% |
| 11589 | 2023-03-31 16:00:44 | 110.03 | 98% |