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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 782 | 2021-09-20 20:26:38 | 35.18 | 93% |
| 55 | 2021-01-18 13:17:15 | 28.95 | 91% |