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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 990 | 2022-01-26 20:03:30 | 107.15 | 98% |
| 961 | 2022-01-21 06:40:12 | 95.38 | 98% |