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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1313 | 2020-06-08 10:22:36 | 86.71 | 97% |
| 1181 | 2020-06-04 08:12:38 | 91.90 | 98% |
| 870 | 2020-05-19 12:30:55 | 87.89 | 97% |
| 842 | 2020-05-16 16:39:20 | 93.46 | 98% |