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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 628 | 2021-12-15 14:41:24 | 59.69 | 97% |
| 560 | 2021-12-14 21:01:25 | 67.45 | 100% |