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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 782 | 2021-10-12 20:19:54 | 108.33 | 97% |
| 69 | 2021-01-28 10:27:16 | 95.33 | 96.3% |