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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5040 | 2020-09-06 03:58:11 | 67.74 | 97% |
| 5012 | 2020-09-05 06:33:44 | 60.82 | 95% |
| 2824 | 2020-07-06 19:38:21 | 68.17 | 98% |
| 1991 | 2020-05-22 06:35:50 | 59.03 | 96% |