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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 502 | 2023-10-05 17:42:55 | 84.94 | 98.4% |
| 150 | 2023-05-11 17:30:12 | 83.73 | 97% |