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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4476 | 2025-02-12 04:45:45 | 99.02 | 98.5% |
| 3210 | 2025-01-25 13:33:49 | 101.06 | 98.6% |
| 3150 | 2025-01-25 05:42:54 | 94.74 | 96.9% |