Earlier tonight I went out. I went out hard. I drank a lot of whiskey. I wish I could say I didn't enjoy it, that I felt sick to my stomach, couldn't even look at myself in the mirror afterward, but I can't say that because it was perfect. And that kind of perfection doesn't make me feel weak; it makes me feel strong. I looked at myself in the mirror and I finally recognized that person I once knew so well - that person who went out all the time, sometimes just for fun. And now that I've seen that person again, I don't know if I could ever go back.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6426 | 2024-01-05 02:06:33 | 87.79 | 96.5% |
| 5110 | 2023-08-04 09:16:49 | 84.92 | 96% |
| 2264 | 2022-04-17 14:25:44 | 85.85 | 96% |
| 2095 | 2022-03-27 05:24:42 | 81.85 | 96% |
| 1202 | 2022-01-15 05:25:26 | 91.20 | 97% |