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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6498 | 2020-09-08 11:56:38 | 80.34 | 97% |
| 5165 | 2019-12-12 15:50:31 | 72.38 | 96% |
| 4222 | 2019-09-17 10:12:34 | 73.24 | 97% |