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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2130 | 2022-03-31 10:30:22 | 119.62 | 98% |
| 1201 | 2021-01-23 09:09:49 | 85.17 | 97% |
| 1137 | 2021-01-17 00:44:55 | 95.65 | 98% |