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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6377 | 2020-07-27 11:43:31 | 71.81 | 97% |
| 374 | 2020-03-24 11:54:40 | 67.22 | 94% |