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 |
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11968 | 2023-04-19 06:39:46 | 77.55 | 98% |
5956 | 2022-01-19 02:55:24 | 59.49 | 95% |
5303 | 2021-12-26 03:22:14 | 55.88 | 96% |