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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1556 | 2024-03-28 19:09:45 | 103.48 | 99% |
| 1223 | 2023-03-07 18:02:31 | 104.94 | 99% |