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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 829 | 2023-11-03 20:33:53 | 82.73 | 97.8% |
| 132 | 2022-03-08 02:04:47 | 68.40 | 97% |