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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7312 | 2021-07-01 13:42:03 | 79.97 | 97% |
| 751 | 2020-06-02 17:01:01 | 62.58 | 94% |