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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1755 | 2020-12-27 06:24:04 | 103.59 | 97% |
| 1735 | 2020-12-24 08:12:32 | 104.71 | 99% |