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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 220 | 2022-10-03 03:06:42 | 85.42 | 98% |
| 205 | 2022-09-20 18:43:28 | 69.13 | 96% |