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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7855 | 2021-12-17 05:48:07 | 133.82 | 98% |
| 3969 | 2020-11-23 21:54:16 | 119.87 | 97% |