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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3090 | 2022-03-22 04:08:23 | 82.75 | 97% |
| 2556 | 2022-02-24 05:58:24 | 77.11 | 97% |