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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5104 | 2024-11-11 12:48:22 | 97.83 | 97% |
| 3723 | 2024-05-08 05:20:08 | 106.18 | 98.1% |