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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42236 | 2022-01-05 11:37:55 | 140.89 | 98% |
| 41125 | 2021-05-06 14:34:40 | 151.30 | 98% |
| 37098 | 2020-05-19 10:41:48 | 142.50 | 98% |
| 34246 | 2020-02-05 22:18:31 | 138.26 | 98% |
| 33481 | 2020-01-26 12:24:34 | 161.40 | 98% |
| 26661 | 2019-07-01 10:23:38 | 146.62 | 98% |
| 25225 | 2019-06-06 13:57:56 | 162.08 | 99% |
| 23608 | 2019-05-12 13:43:47 | 148.11 | 98% |
| 21251 | 2019-04-14 19:34:31 | 146.72 | 99% |
| 18155 | 2019-03-21 17:03:46 | 150.54 | 99% |
| 16826 | 2019-03-10 21:56:36 | 122.65 | 98% |
| 11738 | 2019-01-23 19:28:57 | 140.34 | 98% |
| 6509 | 2018-11-28 20:27:14 | 142.15 | 99% |
| 5643 | 2018-11-17 21:31:36 | 147.16 | 99% |
| 3916 | 2018-10-23 17:58:29 | 135.67 | 98% |