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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 446 | 2023-01-23 16:11:42 | 58.93 | 95% |
| 258 | 2023-01-18 17:02:14 | 51.50 | 98% |