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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 432 | 2021-03-23 03:48:45 | 90.19 | 96% |
| 431 | 2021-03-23 03:47:22 | 84.84 | 97% |