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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2456 | 2022-03-09 18:04:21 | 62.68 | 96% |
| 1889 | 2020-11-03 23:47:46 | 82.29 | 95% |