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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6177 | 2022-07-22 21:44:58 | 109.23 | 99% |
| 5975 | 2022-06-07 18:35:41 | 116.22 | 100% |