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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 615 | 2022-12-21 22:52:14 | 61.55 | 94% |
| 546 | 2021-07-04 04:05:45 | 58.09 | 95% |