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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2752 | 2021-06-23 15:58:23 | 50.46 | 93% |
| 2473 | 2021-01-08 03:56:25 | 69.05 | 96% |