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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12515 | 2025-03-16 00:04:31 | 105.92 | 98.1% |
| 7909 | 2022-01-14 19:34:38 | 96.76 | 97% |