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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7672 | 2023-10-03 07:17:19 | 66.76 | 96.8% |
| 6562 | 2023-01-31 07:54:53 | 72.20 | 97% |
| 5961 | 2022-12-28 12:28:33 | 69.69 | 96% |
| 4231 | 2022-04-17 14:26:01 | 70.46 | 97% |
| 4115 | 2022-04-15 18:51:35 | 70.92 | 96% |
| 3230 | 2022-03-28 16:52:28 | 65.56 | 96% |