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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3219 | 2022-01-02 16:51:42 | 76.41 | 98% |
| 678 | 2021-06-29 15:35:24 | 68.17 | 99% |