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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4040 | 2021-08-04 00:42:52 | 105.01 | 99% |
| 323 | 2021-02-15 02:21:55 | 92.15 | 97% |