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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1600 | 2021-05-16 07:58:29 | 63.24 | 97% |
| 26 | 2021-02-11 19:02:33 | 39.11 | 93% |