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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 65444 | 2023-12-29 06:07:34 | 107.77 | 98.5% |
| 64561 | 2023-12-08 02:18:37 | 125.27 | 99.5% |
| 63686 | 2023-10-26 05:18:32 | 120.27 | 98.8% |
| 60893 | 2022-02-10 06:05:32 | 104.70 | 98% |
| 47558 | 2019-02-17 02:46:16 | 115.86 | 99% |
| 40426 | 2018-10-09 22:20:55 | 99.76 | 98% |
| 37115 | 2018-08-21 21:48:12 | 113.25 | 99% |