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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1304 | 2025-06-26 19:36:57 | 87.70 | 97% |
| 835 | 2021-06-30 17:17:26 | 75.89 | 96% |