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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5188 | 2022-04-27 23:04:34 | 135.24 | 98% |
| 414 | 2020-06-03 16:44:03 | 85.01 | 95% |