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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6815 | 2022-07-15 05:21:33 | 106.42 | 98% |
| 4002 | 2022-06-17 07:28:45 | 89.13 | 98% |