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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10028 | 2021-04-06 16:17:04 | 165.92 | 100% |
| 2819 | 2020-04-23 00:21:06 | 143.44 | 99% |