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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12549 | 2020-04-13 12:55:32 | 79.83 | 99% |
| 10223 | 2019-11-29 13:02:15 | 71.29 | 98% |