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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 508 | 2022-09-12 11:09:56 | 67.74 | 97% |
| 7 | 2022-09-02 12:37:00 | 69.66 | 98% |