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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1092 | 2020-08-23 23:28:19 | 83.19 | 98% |
| 865 | 2019-10-24 17:06:06 | 79.64 | 97% |