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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8862 | 2023-05-02 01:04:29 | 165.66 | 99% |
| 4561 | 2020-03-06 17:12:05 | 143.57 | 98% |