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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11669 | 2023-07-02 20:48:54 | 95.94 | 99% |
| 10028 | 2022-11-25 19:39:53 | 95.56 | 99% |