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 |
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916 | 2022-10-05 05:01:26 | 127.94 | 98% |
533 | 2022-06-15 06:20:55 | 126.26 | 99% |