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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9770 | 2021-12-18 06:46:26 | 88.38 | 98% |
| 5158 | 2020-11-29 23:27:43 | 67.64 | 95% |