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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 827 | 2024-03-08 13:59:05 | 87.66 | 97.8% |
| 793 | 2024-01-16 12:28:41 | 88.88 | 97.1% |
| 454 | 2022-04-14 17:00:44 | 83.59 | 98% |
| 276 | 2021-09-03 10:53:45 | 77.48 | 95% |