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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21060 | 2022-04-18 12:48:57 | 85.00 | 96% |
| 20029 | 2022-04-08 11:28:00 | 84.53 | 96% |
| 18714 | 2022-03-24 15:15:02 | 91.11 | 97% |
| 17300 | 2022-03-12 15:51:16 | 86.11 | 96% |
| 14115 | 2022-01-21 15:53:56 | 93.81 | 98% |
| 13812 | 2022-01-08 09:52:15 | 87.60 | 97% |
| 10866 | 2021-12-03 09:23:44 | 88.09 | 97% |
| 8296 | 2021-11-07 17:21:18 | 83.04 | 98% |
| 7056 | 2021-09-26 11:50:39 | 86.22 | 97% |
| 3714 | 2019-11-03 07:01:37 | 68.80 | 95% |