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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17526 | 2024-05-09 06:22:18 | 128.07 | 98% |
| 16169 | 2023-10-30 02:06:03 | 113.82 | 98% |
| 9944 | 2022-12-12 12:15:52 | 126.31 | 98% |
| 5497 | 2022-09-13 07:41:35 | 113.16 | 97% |
| 4635 | 2022-07-26 08:13:24 | 118.58 | 97% |
| 2212 | 2021-06-28 17:32:16 | 106.93 | 98% |