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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32872 | 2023-04-01 07:40:43 | 178.52 | 99% |
| 32490 | 2023-03-28 02:38:39 | 160.59 | 97% |
| 27907 | 2021-03-25 06:44:14 | 165.27 | 99% |
| 26167 | 2020-10-02 01:55:09 | 177.89 | 99% |
| 19806 | 2019-08-12 13:12:03 | 169.06 | 99% |
| 19795 | 2019-08-12 12:30:28 | 172.71 | 99% |
| 16947 | 2019-04-12 23:44:42 | 193.51 | 100% |
| 15675 | 2019-03-04 12:39:55 | 174.56 | 99% |
| 11813 | 2019-02-02 02:32:36 | 165.13 | 98% |
| 8744 | 2018-09-14 00:33:31 | 167.55 | 99% |
| 8730 | 2018-09-14 00:19:50 | 157.50 | 97% |
| 7814 | 2018-08-19 17:34:21 | 167.67 | 99% |
| 2899 | 2018-04-19 14:35:40 | 158.73 | 99% |
| 2334 | 2018-03-10 15:17:20 | 147.78 | 98% |