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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10968 | 2023-03-14 21:24:34 | 70.87 | 97% |
| 9288 | 2023-02-24 17:21:36 | 72.45 | 95% |
| 7452 | 2023-01-25 20:26:38 | 67.46 | 96% |
| 5486 | 2022-12-18 22:54:45 | 67.80 | 97% |
| 3407 | 2022-11-25 06:47:39 | 62.44 | 96% |
| 1558 | 2022-11-04 03:44:57 | 58.73 | 96% |
| 914 | 2022-10-28 19:55:52 | 62.98 | 97% |