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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 978 | 2021-02-02 00:43:41 | 122.59 | 100% |
| 463 | 2021-01-10 01:52:04 | 98.32 | 98% |