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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1848 | 2021-10-26 16:44:48 | 53.25 | 93% |
| 223 | 2021-03-24 08:15:34 | 31.66 | 92% |