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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1139 | 2021-03-21 21:22:07 | 73.51 | 95% |
| 139 | 2020-12-21 18:11:41 | 69.40 | 96% |