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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3038 | 2024-09-19 03:45:58 | 81.40 | 97.6% |
| 616 | 2020-11-15 02:56:18 | 67.75 | 96% |