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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1839 | 2022-09-21 08:42:26 | 83.47 | 99% |
| 1575 | 2021-04-28 19:01:59 | 78.91 | 97% |