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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7627 | 2023-05-17 18:29:27 | 93.89 | 98% |
| 7479 | 2023-05-03 08:40:35 | 109.07 | 99% |