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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 88578 | 2023-04-08 12:14:32 | 126.57 | 98% |
| 80358 | 2020-08-27 17:58:36 | 125.07 | 98% |
| 80357 | 2020-08-27 17:57:37 | 127.19 | 97% |
| 60460 | 2020-02-18 05:35:04 | 101.50 | 95% |
| 37716 | 2019-10-28 15:29:53 | 118.69 | 97% |
| 31157 | 2019-04-17 03:50:29 | 105.04 | 97% |
| 27348 | 2019-03-31 05:16:36 | 114.40 | 98% |
| 12671 | 2018-07-13 07:00:32 | 96.21 | 97% |
| 12261 | 2018-07-08 07:30:29 | 101.35 | 97% |
| 9125 | 2018-06-12 09:44:52 | 89.84 | 96% |
| 9025 | 2018-06-11 02:42:23 | 81.65 | 96% |
| 7777 | 2018-05-04 03:16:19 | 100.55 | 98% |