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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 288 | 2022-01-16 15:33:16 | 70.89 | 96% |
| 7 | 2021-01-08 08:26:54 | 49.45 | 97% |