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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5144 | 2021-01-18 01:17:33 | 107.56 | 99% |
| 4157 | 2021-01-07 19:18:36 | 94.69 | 99% |
| 3480 | 2020-12-31 00:54:19 | 116.35 | 100% |
| 3294 | 2020-12-29 06:56:02 | 115.41 | 100% |