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 |
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5072 | 2024-01-22 04:17:10 | 109.35 | 97.9% |
3415 | 2022-07-18 09:26:50 | 98.27 | 98% |
1098 | 2021-08-19 14:28:20 | 65.09 | 96% |