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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 545 | 2022-05-18 16:33:47 | 109.54 | 98% |
| 289 | 2022-04-19 19:53:16 | 108.33 | 99% |