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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2023-07-16 15:38:30 | 75.61 | 95% |
| 934 | 2023-01-22 04:56:01 | 99.72 | 98% |