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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1930 | 2021-11-08 19:58:24 | 164.91 | 99% |
| 1496 | 2021-07-10 18:36:38 | 152.15 | 99% |