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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5197 | 2023-05-25 11:42:16 | 147.27 | 99.2% |
| 4949 | 2023-05-17 11:48:02 | 113.18 | 97.2% |