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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3650 | 2023-06-03 16:21:11 | 74.79 | 100% |
| 1790 | 2021-05-26 07:53:18 | 70.75 | 99% |