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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2430 | 2024-02-14 16:57:21 | 97.74 | 99% |
| 1964 | 2024-01-28 10:51:42 | 88.50 | 97% |