I used to wonder why he looked familiar. Then, I realized it was a mirror. Oh, and now it is plain to see. The whole time the monster was me. Oh, there's a monster in my closet. Someone's underneath my bed. The wind's knocking at my window. I'd kill it but it's already dead. The living dead.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1788 | 2021-10-16 00:34:38 | 97.77 | 97% |
| 1777 | 2021-10-16 00:25:30 | 97.82 | 97% |