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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7269 | 2023-12-18 16:01:53 | 86.52 | 97.7% |
| 3842 | 2023-05-14 09:29:16 | 89.32 | 98% |
| 3115 | 2023-03-20 08:35:24 | 92.88 | 98% |