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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4206 | 2021-10-05 10:07:08 | 75.99 | 99% |
| 3562 | 2021-09-10 14:28:06 | 65.13 | 97% |
| 1606 | 2021-07-15 03:18:33 | 59.36 | 98% |