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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1016 | 2022-11-15 15:35:37 | 57.87 | 95% |
| 306 | 2022-09-08 16:05:33 | 47.83 | 95% |