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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6288 | 2024-07-24 17:19:16 | 99.15 | 97.9% |
| 2699 | 2022-05-09 11:41:11 | 90.12 | 97% |