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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32 | 2021-02-15 04:11:59 | 69.04 | 95.6% |
| 22 | 2021-02-10 19:57:17 | 62.97 | 96% |