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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1557 | 2021-07-03 18:37:05 | 115.17 | 99% |
| 1295 | 2021-05-19 19:38:01 | 113.46 | 99% |
| 278 | 2020-12-20 19:33:11 | 107.40 | 98% |