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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27251 | 2023-10-15 11:24:05 | 72.10 | 99.5% |
| 26804 | 2021-01-05 16:13:41 | 77.65 | 99% |
| 17782 | 2018-11-12 08:22:44 | 67.29 | 99% |
| 11487 | 2018-06-27 15:35:33 | 70.59 | 100% |
| 11385 | 2018-06-23 11:42:02 | 73.50 | 99% |
| 8887 | 2018-04-15 15:56:41 | 75.13 | 100% |
| 6704 | 2018-02-27 20:58:29 | 68.36 | 99% |