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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3030 | 2022-04-17 17:55:19 | 78.40 | 98% |
| 897 | 2021-05-27 18:13:15 | 54.07 | 95% |