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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2215 | 2020-01-17 13:26:36 | 74.51 | 98% |
| 1696 | 2020-01-06 10:33:25 | 70.52 | 97% |
| 848 | 2019-12-16 19:13:18 | 64.19 | 97% |