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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 425 | 2021-09-06 13:35:55 | 105.18 | 100% |
| 367 | 2020-07-17 14:50:06 | 89.80 | 97% |