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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 465 | 2021-04-26 01:56:55 | 102.18 | 97% |
| 149 | 2020-08-13 02:31:36 | 95.19 | 98% |