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 |
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1794 | 2023-02-08 11:35:21 | 81.63 | 98% |
1621 | 2023-01-09 08:11:32 | 65.62 | 97% |