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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 383 | 2022-07-30 09:30:52 | 124.87 | 100% |
| 201 | 2022-07-27 11:45:46 | 107.81 | 98% |