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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3928 | 2021-04-07 00:21:17 | 139.93 | 99% |
| 1634 | 2020-03-25 08:32:51 | 120.42 | 98% |
| 330 | 2019-09-15 14:23:54 | 117.68 | 98% |