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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 107 | 2022-01-26 17:00:46 | 80.31 | 97% |
| 101 | 2021-12-19 04:29:00 | 58.09 | 95% |