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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1144 | 2022-07-15 14:29:50 | 81.76 | 97% |
| 260 | 2022-05-12 23:43:52 | 75.63 | 96% |