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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1858 | 2022-01-24 07:20:16 | 115.08 | 99% |
| 1096 | 2021-01-12 11:38:36 | 80.49 | 98% |