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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15011 | 2022-07-31 16:41:53 | 86.04 | 98% |
| 8656 | 2021-05-02 14:57:50 | 75.27 | 97% |