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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14645 | 2023-12-21 06:34:33 | 84.84 | 96.5% |
| 13129 | 2023-04-25 12:11:36 | 101.71 | 98% |
| 11038 | 2021-09-28 14:48:55 | 80.20 | 97% |
| 5819 | 2020-12-08 13:14:24 | 93.06 | 99% |
| 3022 | 2020-02-21 14:31:41 | 98.25 | 97% |