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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1600 | 2021-05-29 13:34:38 | 48.95 | 94% |
| 810 | 2021-01-24 10:45:28 | 44.49 | 92% |