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 |
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888 | 2022-06-01 08:02:46 | 81.94 | 97% |
292 | 2022-04-11 06:55:33 | 92.20 | 99% |