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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2938 | 2021-06-05 02:17:38 | 67.09 | 99% |
| 1509 | 2021-04-27 22:20:36 | 66.17 | 99% |