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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2038 | 2024-01-16 07:09:53 | 76.25 | 96.7% |
| 540 | 2023-01-14 16:37:36 | 71.92 | 97% |