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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4153 | 2023-04-07 14:17:27 | 113.54 | 99% |
| 3542 | 2023-03-03 10:34:54 | 110.56 | 100% |