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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9483 | 2023-07-20 07:16:10 | 72.51 | 96% |
| 7355 | 2023-03-13 05:34:08 | 78.10 | 97% |
| 7206 | 2023-03-07 14:10:50 | 80.22 | 98% |
| 4772 | 2023-01-01 06:15:38 | 80.77 | 97% |
| 4318 | 2022-12-07 08:10:13 | 81.20 | 98% |
| 239 | 2022-06-11 04:57:47 | 65.33 | 97% |