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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 851 | 2022-02-09 00:06:14 | 113.22 | 100% |
| 793 | 2022-02-06 21:09:55 | 101.36 | 99% |