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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1972 | 2022-12-01 16:22:13 | 65.75 | 97% |
| 1897 | 2022-11-27 15:44:51 | 57.83 | 97% |