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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3037 | 2021-12-15 18:18:46 | 114.80 | 99% |
| 176 | 2021-10-11 23:33:11 | 94.49 | 96% |