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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 428 | 2021-08-27 12:04:06 | 55.10 | 97% |
| 130 | 2020-05-11 17:23:39 | 40.98 | 95% |