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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3609 | 2021-01-16 15:56:04 | 93.55 | 98% |
| 101 | 2020-04-07 18:58:41 | 89.30 | 98% |