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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2307 | 2021-03-02 00:33:07 | 102.95 | 97% |
| 1481 | 2020-05-06 16:38:53 | 101.18 | 97% |
| 476 | 2020-03-08 03:59:48 | 86.05 | 95% |