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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14272 | 2023-09-03 07:09:39 | 80.22 | 97% |
| 12146 | 2022-01-24 04:13:53 | 89.55 | 98% |
| 11294 | 2021-12-13 01:13:10 | 75.43 | 96% |
| 8698 | 2021-10-12 13:43:41 | 81.69 | 97% |
| 8594 | 2021-10-11 12:26:05 | 81.30 | 97% |
| 7642 | 2021-09-26 09:16:37 | 81.15 | 96% |
| 4822 | 2021-08-09 13:13:43 | 74.47 | 97% |
| 4219 | 2021-08-01 13:46:40 | 79.05 | 98% |
| 3912 | 2021-07-28 10:21:16 | 77.48 | 97% |
| 3060 | 2021-07-09 04:36:52 | 75.44 | 98% |
| 2082 | 2021-06-18 09:23:53 | 68.42 | 96% |