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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7709 | 2021-03-03 04:17:28 | 137.67 | 98.9% |
| 5547 | 2020-05-25 03:06:45 | 121.82 | 98% |