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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27232 | 2023-08-08 16:40:01 | 168.68 | 99% |
| 26112 | 2023-01-27 19:41:30 | 164.04 | 99% |
| 26100 | 2023-01-26 18:15:22 | 170.14 | 99% |
| 24409 | 2022-10-07 18:53:01 | 137.02 | 97% |
| 23529 | 2022-09-06 15:33:00 | 160.29 | 98% |
| 21098 | 2021-08-30 19:14:27 | 153.85 | 99% |
| 17697 | 2019-07-21 18:37:09 | 169.07 | 99% |