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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4112 | 2023-04-20 11:57:23 | 89.11 | 97% |
| 3781 | 2023-04-12 10:52:30 | 88.23 | 97% |