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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 457 | 2025-03-09 06:40:11 | 74.42 | 96.9% |
| 391 | 2025-03-04 11:03:56 | 64.82 | 94.8% |