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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1786 | 2021-03-31 12:57:03 | 71.75 | 95% |
| 709 | 2021-02-11 14:31:02 | 59.51 | 94.8% |