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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2190 | 2022-09-15 21:32:53 | 86.28 | 98% |
| 1845 | 2022-09-10 08:35:06 | 80.93 | 96% |