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 |
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1740 | 2022-03-01 06:50:38 | 156.59 | 100% |
656 | 2021-08-26 23:27:38 | 133.26 | 100% |