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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2638 | 2021-07-31 09:12:22 | 106.64 | 98% |
| 2437 | 2021-07-14 14:58:52 | 112.89 | 98% |