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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 386 | 2022-06-19 17:57:34 | 63.53 | 96% |
| 112 | 2021-03-01 01:24:25 | 57.16 | 96.2% |