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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2393 | 2021-06-16 07:22:49 | 87.80 | 98% |
| 1733 | 2021-06-04 04:25:41 | 89.56 | 97% |
| 1066 | 2021-04-26 12:54:00 | 74.94 | 97% |