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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27117 | 2020-08-31 06:38:07 | 115.98 | 96% |
| 26061 | 2020-08-20 02:35:40 | 157.05 | 98% |
| 25571 | 2020-08-16 19:21:43 | 153.91 | 99% |
| 15473 | 2020-05-16 01:41:51 | 150.68 | 99% |