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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1308 | 2023-01-27 11:23:28 | 82.59 | 98% |
| 694 | 2023-01-08 15:31:36 | 62.63 | 96% |