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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1767 | 2022-11-15 04:48:45 | 85.73 | 95% |
| 1256 | 2022-04-10 13:18:54 | 91.96 | 97% |