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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4223 | 2019-09-22 12:14:26 | 81.21 | 99% |
| 75 | 2019-08-09 03:05:54 | 75.41 | 99% |