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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1145 | 2021-03-26 13:28:40 | 45.98 | 95% |
| 485 | 2021-02-25 11:09:08 | 35.22 | 96.6% |