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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9961 | 2021-01-05 10:01:43 | 96.27 | 98% |
| 9789 | 2021-01-01 22:57:25 | 99.95 | 98% |