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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1878 | 2025-03-25 12:22:56 | 96.20 | 96.9% |
| 1102 | 2023-01-21 23:04:12 | 78.93 | 95% |