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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1968 | 2022-03-30 14:11:34 | 109.13 | 97% |
| 602 | 2020-01-17 19:02:31 | 90.97 | 97% |