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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3510 | 2021-01-27 11:50:31 | 99.67 | 97% |
| 3014 | 2021-01-04 18:15:38 | 114.70 | 99% |