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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1471 | 2022-04-25 07:31:23 | 82.88 | 96% |
| 926 | 2021-09-02 12:27:28 | 73.19 | 95% |