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 |
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1025 | 2024-01-10 16:06:22 | 82.30 | 94.9% |