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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 41849 | 2024-03-25 23:19:36 | 114.30 | 98.6% |
| 40261 | 2024-03-03 18:29:22 | 118.62 | 99.1% |
| 36775 | 2023-12-31 16:31:16 | 99.12 | 98% |
| 36661 | 2023-12-29 17:18:08 | 93.13 | 96.2% |
| 27218 | 2023-08-30 17:19:40 | 107.84 | 98% |
| 17902 | 2023-05-28 14:25:17 | 96.99 | 96% |
| 14151 | 2023-04-24 04:18:40 | 94.26 | 98% |
| 13415 | 2023-04-14 07:33:46 | 94.47 | 97% |
| 13365 | 2023-04-13 22:30:25 | 91.19 | 96% |
| 11927 | 2023-03-27 00:23:57 | 85.12 | 97% |
| 11721 | 2023-03-24 03:57:13 | 87.12 | 97% |