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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1829 | 2021-12-04 17:25:05 | 45.50 | 96% |
| 820 | 2021-09-12 18:54:32 | 44.21 | 98% |