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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2357 | 2021-03-30 19:06:54 | 55.37 | 95% |
| 204 | 2019-09-21 16:21:09 | 44.93 | 94% |