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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 671 | 2024-12-20 07:10:32 | 85.48 | 96.7% |
| 250 | 2022-06-23 05:25:15 | 85.17 | 98% |