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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5647 | 2024-05-04 13:12:44 | 82.27 | 96.9% |
| 5185 | 2024-03-15 17:15:57 | 82.54 | 97% |
| 1634 | 2021-08-14 06:13:31 | 67.58 | 97% |