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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3580 | 2022-01-20 23:07:23 | 84.22 | 99% |
| 3160 | 2021-04-25 10:58:15 | 76.18 | 97% |