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 |
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8002 | 2021-06-28 15:07:01 | 82.65 | 98% |
4949 | 2020-04-16 02:07:47 | 82.73 | 99% |