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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5104 | 2021-07-09 18:00:47 | 122.50 | 99% |
| 2527 | 2020-07-09 21:16:21 | 108.15 | 99% |