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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2022-12-18 09:29:17 | 153.42 | 100% |
| 771 | 2021-07-17 13:15:57 | 152.88 | 99% |
| 723 | 2021-07-12 11:31:52 | 145.51 | 99% |