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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4881 | 2022-03-10 11:21:17 | 93.22 | 97% |
| 4290 | 2021-08-31 12:10:44 | 121.93 | 98% |