Death isn't exactly something I think about. But ever since I lost my goldfish Nosferatu in second grade, I knew death was a part of life, and part of growing up. Thing is, here in Eerie, especially in Eerie, death and life - death, love, and growing up - seem to be all kind of mixed up sometimes. So it should come as no surprise that the first time I ever really kissed Melanie Monroe, we were in the Eerie cemetery. Too bad we weren't alone.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1001524 | 2024-02-18 18:52:42 | 160.92 | 98.9% |