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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 320 | 2022-11-29 14:14:01 | 109.69 | 98% |
| 289 | 2021-06-22 23:39:17 | 101.66 | 97% |