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 |
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6569 | 2022-12-14 22:57:53 | 175.34 | 99% |
4344 | 2021-11-15 00:42:25 | 179.85 | 99% |
1107 | 2020-06-03 18:01:11 | 173.81 | 100% |