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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 303 | 2022-09-13 03:51:37 | 74.99 | 97% |
| 115 | 2022-05-19 01:40:01 | 61.59 | 96% |