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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10036 | 2025-06-10 20:34:08 | 140.45 | 97% |
| 8755 | 2025-04-28 18:32:19 | 133.85 | 97.4% |
| 8748 | 2025-04-28 18:27:43 | 153.98 | 98.2% |