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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62710 | 2021-11-13 07:28:37 | 100.78 | 97% |
| 60999 | 2021-09-08 09:00:03 | 100.90 | 97% |
| 59172 | 2021-06-21 13:33:14 | 106.03 | 97% |
| 57245 | 2021-03-29 06:43:05 | 109.26 | 98% |
| 57150 | 2021-03-26 09:28:46 | 103.48 | 98% |
| 56641 | 2021-02-23 08:22:54 | 93.65 | 97.6% |
| 46628 | 2019-12-17 04:11:30 | 89.48 | 97% |
| 32472 | 2018-12-24 13:16:05 | 90.10 | 99% |
| 31562 | 2018-12-22 08:33:13 | 105.63 | 99% |
| 18357 | 2018-08-19 20:50:43 | 82.27 | 98% |
| 14872 | 2018-06-12 22:55:44 | 73.48 | 97% |
| 13636 | 2018-05-19 02:54:00 | 76.62 | 97% |