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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20291 | 2025-07-07 09:59:31 | 79.17 | 96% |
| 19424 | 2024-07-07 11:02:49 | 102.40 | 97.6% |