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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1030 | 2021-03-24 02:24:52 | 54.17 | 97% |
| 40 | 2020-11-12 07:19:14 | 46.20 | 98% |