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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6848 | 2024-05-24 20:49:03 | 82.65 | 98.1% |
| 6444 | 2024-05-07 15:34:37 | 72.17 | 97% |