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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31645 | 2021-09-12 03:07:47 | 205.49 | 99% |
| 30341 | 2021-06-11 11:07:37 | 191.09 | 99% |
| 25346 | 2021-01-30 06:43:29 | 198.88 | 97.8% |
| 20539 | 2020-11-07 03:22:36 | 188.24 | 99% |
| 17198 | 2020-07-25 01:41:48 | 181.46 | 98% |
| 6305 | 2018-10-14 05:47:52 | 178.20 | 99% |