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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2169 | 2021-04-09 06:51:06 | 102.17 | 98% |
| 1762 | 2020-09-26 14:10:52 | 86.34 | 96% |