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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3657 | 2024-07-11 21:54:33 | 84.09 | 97.5% |
| 2415 | 2024-05-23 16:20:48 | 79.28 | 96.8% |