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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 591 | 2021-04-23 13:14:24 | 81.09 | 96% |
| 453 | 2021-03-08 19:09:37 | 71.46 | 96% |