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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21860 | 2021-10-17 12:53:17 | 87.58 | 98% |
| 20146 | 2020-12-30 19:17:43 | 73.38 | 96% |