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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4568 | 2024-07-11 02:17:38 | 99.32 | 98.2% |
| 1640 | 2022-03-04 02:03:23 | 78.41 | 95% |