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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2473 | 2024-10-01 00:36:49 | 94.40 | 98% |
| 1118 | 2024-07-15 19:01:58 | 96.66 | 99% |