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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7849 | 2022-09-01 09:22:58 | 110.67 | 98% |
| 7615 | 2022-08-22 08:55:37 | 117.67 | 99% |
| 5925 | 2021-11-13 16:09:04 | 101.83 | 97% |
| 5802 | 2021-11-10 11:26:24 | 105.72 | 98% |
| 4694 | 2019-11-20 00:15:28 | 103.10 | 97% |
| 2901 | 2018-12-07 22:12:42 | 90.47 | 97% |
| 558 | 2018-09-06 22:10:32 | 85.29 | 96% |
| 113 | 2018-08-25 14:55:12 | 83.69 | 96% |