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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6034 | 2020-06-14 06:46:09 | 113.58 | 98% |
| 4853 | 2020-03-30 05:07:43 | 93.61 | 98% |
| 3311 | 2020-01-16 14:02:50 | 77.44 | 97% |