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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46880 | 2023-12-10 16:24:25 | 140.36 | 97.9% |
| 46264 | 2023-10-29 16:00:18 | 129.26 | 97.6% |
| 45310 | 2023-10-01 17:25:58 | 111.69 | 95.3% |
| 31815 | 2022-10-10 15:44:27 | 110.89 | 97% |
| 30496 | 2022-08-22 14:38:40 | 102.86 | 96% |
| 25264 | 2022-02-20 17:04:47 | 107.34 | 96% |
| 24022 | 2022-02-04 15:10:11 | 113.26 | 97% |
| 12432 | 2021-06-12 13:07:01 | 95.16 | 97% |
| 10720 | 2021-05-21 06:59:53 | 90.73 | 96% |
| 1033 | 2020-12-21 15:06:22 | 68.68 | 95% |