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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10890 | 2020-06-20 19:40:17 | 98.96 | 98% |
| 8407 | 2020-04-13 13:06:21 | 78.86 | 96% |
| 4050 | 2020-03-03 16:43:02 | 91.90 | 99% |
| 463 | 2019-10-28 19:56:08 | 77.68 | 97% |