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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7959 | 2022-06-03 07:09:32 | 115.56 | 99% |
| 3092 | 2019-07-31 01:53:59 | 86.32 | 97% |