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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 825 | 2023-04-13 22:34:31 | 89.18 | 98% |
| 191 | 2022-12-15 14:30:34 | 91.95 | 99% |