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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3183 | 2022-01-28 17:07:12 | 119.99 | 100% |
1234 | 2021-11-06 18:26:43 | 83.27 | 97% |
507 | 2021-10-23 16:00:35 | 110.90 | 99% |