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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2910 | 2020-01-09 04:40:13 | 138.26 | 98% |
| 117 | 2019-10-05 03:20:49 | 104.41 | 99% |