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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5612 | 2022-06-12 17:45:30 | 96.22 | 99% |
| 4114 | 2021-09-11 10:32:52 | 92.24 | 99% |
| 1542 | 2020-12-28 19:20:12 | 59.24 | 95% |
| 451 | 2020-11-17 22:58:52 | 37.55 | 93% |