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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 683 | 2022-08-15 10:26:31 | 65.98 | 95% |
| 291 | 2022-03-11 05:48:20 | 73.79 | 97% |