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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2947 | 2024-05-07 09:45:50 | 80.87 | 97% |
| 712 | 2023-08-29 06:12:05 | 78.42 | 97% |