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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18845 | 2024-05-23 01:32:39 | 103.74 | 97.4% |
| 17468 | 2024-01-28 11:54:14 | 105.57 | 98% |
| 16149 | 2023-10-26 12:16:31 | 105.14 | 97.7% |
| 13813 | 2023-06-22 12:35:39 | 93.61 | 97% |
| 11500 | 2022-10-27 13:25:57 | 91.58 | 97% |
| 5438 | 2021-11-16 04:39:55 | 80.36 | 96% |