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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7083 | 2025-07-22 00:52:49 | 95.75 | 98% |
| 6404 | 2025-06-09 12:17:33 | 101.04 | 98% |
| 3780 | 2025-02-06 16:25:38 | 91.48 | 96% |
| 2930 | 2025-01-04 21:28:23 | 80.36 | 95% |