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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3909 | 2022-08-06 11:55:36 | 117.15 | 99% |
| 1334 | 2021-05-07 12:35:18 | 103.80 | 98% |
| 202 | 2020-11-13 07:31:50 | 104.74 | 98% |