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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1638 | 2022-03-14 02:58:46 | 98.69 | 97% |
| 541 | 2021-02-04 12:38:45 | 77.87 | 96.6% |