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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2673 | 2024-06-27 18:13:23 | 78.87 | 95.2% |
| 1181 | 2022-06-20 17:11:23 | 88.55 | 98% |