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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7425 | 2021-05-01 21:03:34 | 112.37 | 97% |
| 7290 | 2021-04-25 01:13:49 | 116.73 | 98% |