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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1224 | 2022-07-09 20:24:42 | 88.52 | 96% |
| 1052 | 2022-05-04 01:03:24 | 87.91 | 96% |