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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 842 | 2020-02-02 05:08:21 | 69.98 | 96% |
| 328 | 2019-09-28 11:13:00 | 64.05 | 97% |