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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28875 | 2020-11-06 08:02:08 | 166.61 | 99% |
| 25493 | 2020-04-28 16:48:01 | 132.40 | 98% |
| 25266 | 2020-04-18 00:05:53 | 149.85 | 98% |