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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 962 | 2021-12-23 07:25:09 | 36.22 | 92% |
| 86 | 2021-11-20 19:23:10 | 36.32 | 94% |