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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16888 | 2020-04-16 16:49:40 | 154.35 | 99% |
| 16039 | 2020-04-02 17:05:53 | 145.52 | 99% |
| 15604 | 2020-03-25 14:34:57 | 148.98 | 99% |