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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3731 | 2023-03-04 16:03:47 | 72.76 | 96% |
| 3562 | 2023-02-20 05:23:05 | 69.99 | 97% |
| 2786 | 2022-12-09 03:22:56 | 68.77 | 96% |
| 2672 | 2022-11-29 18:04:39 | 60.72 | 95% |
| 2358 | 2022-11-11 10:29:33 | 70.38 | 96% |
| 1189 | 2022-06-12 10:20:53 | 65.26 | 96% |