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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 392 | 2023-04-21 16:48:44 | 64.77 | 97% |
| 241 | 2023-04-04 12:54:45 | 59.95 | 97% |