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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 752 | 2022-05-07 00:29:04 | 60.09 | 97% |
| 338 | 2022-03-01 04:54:03 | 36.45 | 94% |