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 |
---|---|---|---|
23852 | 2024-02-10 10:20:08 | 194.12 | 99.1% |
23168 | 2024-01-22 01:40:01 | 180.43 | 98.5% |
20811 | 2023-08-08 08:44:54 | 168.53 | 99% |
20247 | 2023-07-25 07:34:29 | 179.81 | 99% |
19673 | 2023-07-05 05:11:56 | 169.35 | 99% |
14273 | 2022-08-07 06:50:43 | 168.60 | 98% |
13531 | 2022-06-23 05:54:28 | 167.09 | 99% |
12354 | 2022-05-06 07:25:11 | 174.60 | 99% |
7467 | 2021-08-05 06:19:51 | 171.76 | 99% |
7372 | 2021-08-03 18:02:34 | 159.86 | 99% |
5203 | 2021-04-26 19:32:53 | 181.28 | 99% |
4106 | 2021-03-28 08:01:02 | 155.71 | 98% |
1668 | 2021-02-03 01:15:55 | 140.92 | 97.5% |