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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1207 | 2021-03-14 15:08:52 | 69.49 | 96% |
| 54 | 2021-01-27 10:09:38 | 47.52 | 92% |