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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8673 | 2021-07-15 22:44:42 | 180.16 | 99% |
| 7613 | 2020-05-06 22:47:19 | 142.37 | 97% |