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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1605 | 2024-01-28 10:51:53 | 68.28 | 95% |
| 992 | 2022-08-21 11:05:34 | 60.12 | 97% |