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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5125 | 2021-09-22 12:12:28 | 91.25 | 97% |
| 3632 | 2021-05-22 23:42:09 | 83.40 | 98% |