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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1796 | 2022-06-09 06:57:02 | 96.37 | 98% |
| 1175 | 2021-09-03 18:23:22 | 90.62 | 98% |