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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 707 | 2023-04-29 18:33:04 | 58.80 | 94% |
| 224 | 2021-11-12 14:37:24 | 46.48 | 95% |