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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3749 | 2025-03-05 15:25:13 | 85.13 | 96.6% |
| 3424 | 2025-01-20 18:49:43 | 75.06 | 97.1% |