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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 813 | 2023-01-22 21:07:27 | 85.18 | 99% |
| 59 | 2019-06-06 16:20:39 | 48.15 | 98% |